The Perfect Solution Songtext
von Steel Wolf

Growing up
Growing weed
Your parents never gave you money you′d need
You begged your mom
You begged your dad
Not to beat you every chance they had
You went to church
You went to school
Your life was messed up but you played it cool
You had no friends
You had no cash
Your life was burning like a cigarette ash

Your parents never came to your graduation
Your friends never came when you'd call
Your sponsor never came to your confirmation
And you never came at all


Feel like I′ve been heavily boozing
Livin life of total confusion
It's like some mad optical illusion
I gotta find the perfect solution

Got a girl
Got a gun
Now I'm gonna have some fun

The house is on fire
What should I do
Scrub my deck
We have a flat tire
What should I do
Scrub my deck
Your mothers a liar
What should I do
Scrub my deck
Your dads on the wire


Born in a gutter
Raised in another
You don′t have a father
You don′t have a mother
You tell your girlfriend
Gimme head
Now her brains are filled with lead

Aural sects at gun point

See a nun and just for fun
Whip it out
Watch her run
You tell her to suck it
She says shell just pull it
Now the bitch bites the bullet

Everybodys eating your pubic beard
Bury em in Vaseline
Man you're weird
You got a gun to her head
She starts to cough
Now the bitch bites it off

Your lifes been ridiculous
You sucker for a real good time
Now you are dickless because
You turned to a life of crime

Take it up the
Face the problem like a man
Take it up the
Spend a week on the can
You rot in a prison cell
You′re lucky you're not hanging by a rope
But you′ll only start to feel the hell
When you bend to get the soap

Take it up the
Though your insides will burn and swell
Take it up the
And doncha use no ky gel

Problems come and problems go
Make sure you just face them all head on
And inside you will start to grow
Just remember this whole song

Take it up the
Doncha know what you must do
Take it up the
And for lubricant use crazy glue