Lower Class Brats Pgl Lyrics

Pgl Lyrics





We're gonna quit our jobs

They don't pay no money

You act so serious

we think you act funny



Some call it "art"

We call "some" shit

Let's raise a glass

And we'll all drink from it



Brains are falling into my hands

I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head

I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead



Back in Aachen

Always with a bang

They dance like wild

Come and join the gang



Brains are falling into my hands

I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head

I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead



Brains are falling into my hands

I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head

I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead