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Make My Day Lyrics

Michael Stipe, sissy whining tart

Fucking Phil Collins, the pent up fart

Stevie Wonder seems way too glad

Gary Moore is not bluesy but sad



Armstrong, Leblanc and the doped detour

Sorry Stephen King, there ain't no cure

Michael Jackson's too kind to the kids

DJ Tzi fucking swindler bitch



No excuse is the game tonight

No fucking reasons, just annoy and ignite

Delivering a genuine reason to cry

Make my day, go ahead and die



Britney's beers, show us your clit

Claudia Schiffer because you're not worth it

Ewan McGregor don't deserve the force

Celine Dion's got the face of a horse



No more surgery for little Richard

Osama, where've you Bin, you fucking coward?

Dieter Bolen is a pop star fool

Bill Gates needs a new hairdo



No excuse is the game tonight

No fucking reasons, just annoy and ignite

Delivering a genuine reason to cry

Make my day, go ahead and die



Bob Geldorf, self-righteous Santa

Axle Rose and his ugly bandanna

Germany's national football team

Play like shit but they always win



Hairball Nickelback, epic cry-baby

Steve Martin, where's the fun gone lately?

Jimmy Page could have been eternally all right

If not for Puff Daddy, the fucking parasite



No excuse is the game tonight

No fucking reasons, just annoy and ignite

Delivering a genuine reason to cry

Make my day, go ahead and die