Chump - Go Ask Your Mom
I'm thinkin' about this song that slams the truth straight in your faceOf all the crap we're going through and we're still holding on
Being known by some as wayward auto shoppin' derelects
Just like all those Logan cops who think they're fly and talk like hicks
Some dudes are suing for thousands with no fortunes stuffed in the folds
Little are they knowing about the flier theives that mug the poles
But if you want the truth then Bubba Smith will let you know
He'll tell you of the one sure place that you had better go
"No matter how you're slicing it, you're justa bunch of litterbugs"
Seven not eleven stitches when I'm on this microphone
The music it will velcro on your mind until it's set in stone
And if you want the truth then I'll send you to go ask your mom
Go Ask Your Mom
Oh give me the phone and I'll call the bros that play so hard
That they'll blow the fuse and make all the town power fall
Playing through the speakers that we picked up from alcatraz
Doublin' as a poem that even made the teacher spazz
Givin' prizes from my bag on the stage just like I'm Kringle
Watchin' David Silver on the TV with his "kickin' single"
But if you want the truth then Bubba Smith will let you know
He'll tell you of the one sure place that you had better go
"No matter how you're slicing it, you're justa bunch of litterbugs"
Tunes on KOHS come a year they'll be ten fold old
Drivin' through a blizzard cuz we're lovin' the freezin' cold
And if you want the truth then I'll send you to go ask your mom
Go Ask Your Mom
Written by:
Jason Hall
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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