Lirik Lagu I Hope You Die - Bloodhound Gang
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
You must die I alone am best!
I hope ya flip some guy the birdHe cuts you off and you're forced to swerveIn front of the Beatles' tour busA Bookmobile and a Mack truckHauling hazardous biological wasteThe light turns red you have no brakesAnd "Hard Copy" gets it all on tapeSo you can see the look on your face
Die Die Die Die Die Die DieDie Die Die Die Die Die Die
I hope your Pinto begins to spinTakes out a disabled Vietnam VeteranMows down a Nobel Peace Prize WinnerAnd maybe some orphans having Christmas dinnerPerhaps even the British Royal FamilyAnd the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppyAnd we can't forget the newlywedsAnd those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead
I hope this helps to emphasizeI hope this helps to clarifyI hope you die
I hope your cellmate thinks he's GodBut C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob"Serving time again for abuse of a corpseOnly this time the victim's a Clydesdale horseWhile he masturbates to photos of livestockHe does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian RockEats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince
Die Die Die Die Die Die DieDie Die Die Die Die Die Die
I hope he grins like Jack NicholsonAnd forces you to play a game called "Balls On Chin"And whatever happens next is all a blurBut you remember "fist" can be a verbAnd when you finally regain consciousnessYou're bound and gagged in a wedding dressAnd the prison guard looks the other way‘Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day
I hope this helps to emphasizeI hope this helps to clarifyI hope you die
I hope you die
I hope ya flip some guy the birdHe cuts you off and you're forced to swerveIn front of the Beatles' tour busA Bookmobile and a Mack truckHauling hazardous biological wasteThe light turns red you have no brakesAnd "Hard Copy" gets it all on tapeSo you can see the look on your face
Die Die Die Die Die Die DieDie Die Die Die Die Die Die
I hope your Pinto begins to spinTakes out a disabled Vietnam VeteranMows down a Nobel Peace Prize WinnerAnd maybe some orphans having Christmas dinnerPerhaps even the British Royal FamilyAnd the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppyAnd we can't forget the newlywedsAnd those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead
I hope this helps to emphasizeI hope this helps to clarifyI hope you die
I hope your cellmate thinks he's GodBut C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob"Serving time again for abuse of a corpseOnly this time the victim's a Clydesdale horseWhile he masturbates to photos of livestockHe does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian RockEats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince
Die Die Die Die Die Die DieDie Die Die Die Die Die Die
I hope he grins like Jack NicholsonAnd forces you to play a game called "Balls On Chin"And whatever happens next is all a blurBut you remember "fist" can be a verbAnd when you finally regain consciousnessYou're bound and gagged in a wedding dressAnd the prison guard looks the other way‘Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day
I hope this helps to emphasizeI hope this helps to clarifyI hope you die
I hope you die
