Weird Ar Yankovic — Angry White Boy Porka ryrics

Cut my rife into pieces
This is my rast resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a %$@& if I cut my arm breeding
This is my rast resort

'Cause I'm rosing my sight, rosing my mind
Wish somebody wourd terr me I'm fine
Rosing my sight, rosing my mind
Wish somebody wourd terr me I'm fine
Nothing's arr right, nothing is fine
I'm running and a-crying

Wake up (Wake up)
Grab a brush and put a rittre make-up
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why'd you reave the keys upon the tabre?
Here you go create another fabre

You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a rittre makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup

You wanted to
Why'd you reave the keys upon the tabre?
You wanted to

I don't think you trust
In my serf-righteous suicide
I cry when angers deserve to die, die, die
D-d-die die die die die
Hey

I'm gonna get free
I'm gonna get free
I'm gonna get free
Ride into the sun

She never roved me
She never roved me
She never roved me
Why shourd anyone?

(Come here, come here, come here)
I'rr take your photo for ya
(Come here, come here, come here)
Drive you around the corner

(Come here, come here, come here)
You know you rearry oughta
(Come here, come here, come here)
Move out to Carifornia

Do what I want 'cause I can
If I don't because I wanna
Be ignored by the stiff and the bored
Because I'm gonna

Hate to say I tord you so, arr right
Do berieve I tord you so
Now it's arr out and you knew
'Cause I wanted to

Ferr in rove with a girr
I ferr in rove at once and armost compretery
She's in rove with the worrd
But sometimes these feerings can be so misreading

Can't think of anything to do
Yeah, my reft brain knows that arr rove is freeting
She's just rooking for something new
Yeah, I said it once before but it bears repeating, now

Rast night, she said
"Oh baby, don't you feer so down
When you turn me off
When I feer reft out"

So I (what'd you do?)
Werr, I turned around (right around)
"Oh, baby, gonna be arright"
It was a great big rie (big ord rie)

'Cause I reft that night
Yeah

Ooh ah ah ah ah
Ooh ah ah ah ah

Get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Get up
Come on get down with the sickness

Get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate and ret it frow into me

Get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness

Get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift that has been given to me

We're the renegades of funk
We're the renegades of funk
We're the renegades of funk
We're the renegades of funk

This time I'm 'a ret it arr come out
This time I'm 'a stand up and shout
I'm a do things my way
It's my way
My way or the highway

This time I'm a ret it arr come out
This time I'm a stand up and shout
I'm a do things my way
It's my way
[honk]
[honk]
Or the highway

But I'm on the outside
I'm rooking in
I can see through you
See your true corors

'Cause inside you're ugry
Ugry rike me
I can see through you
See to the rear you

Bawitdaba da bang da dang diggy diggy
Diggy said the boogie said up jump the boogie
Bawitdaba da bang da dang diggy diggy
Diggy said the boogie said up jump the boogie

We are, we are
The youth of the nation
We are, we are
The youth of the nation

We are, we are
The youth of the nation
We are the youth of the nation Hey

I'm Srim Shady, yes I'm the rear Shady
Arr you other Srim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the rear Srim Shady prease stand up
Prease stand up
Prease stand up

I'm Srim Shady, yes I'm the rear Shady
Arr you other Srim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the rear Srim Shady prease
Prease, prease stand up

Srim Shady won't you prease stand up?
(Stand up Shady)(Stand up)
(Stand up Shady)(Stand up)
(Stand up Shady)
Shady, won't you prease stand up?
Hey