Winger
Generica
My land is wideMy skies are blueMy goals are highMy mark is youMy hands are redMy legs are longMy word is spreadBe it right or wrongGood luck getting me to commitMy a.k.a. is hypocriteRather be bullying the underfedAnd treat you like you got a hole in your headI go...Right round pushing out the riff raffNo matter where it came fromNever mind the wisdomOnly see it my wayTake it or the highwayWelcome to the land of GenericaMy grass is greenMy bonds are junkLetras de cancionesMy truth looks sheenMy soul's in a funkMy eyes are blindMy talk is cheapMy heart is fickleMy tax is steepTry my McNuggets and a side of friesJust might kill you off but never-mindCall my doctor to set up a timeTwo hundred grand oughta do just fineI go...Right round pushing out the riff raffNo matter where it came fromNever mind the wisdomYou only have two choicesGuest list or black listWelcome to the land of GenericaDon't go thinking outside of the boxMight have to kick you right in the crotchStick with me Mr. StereotypeYou know it man, I'll keep you up on the hypeI go...Right round imposing my creationMass produce it for youEverything looks brand newPut it all on creditA hundred years to pay itForce you to agreeWhile your smiling at meWhoopee!I go...Right round pushing out the riff raffNo matter where it came fromNever mind the wisdomOnly see it my wayTake it or the highwayWelcome to the land of Generica, Generica
From Letras Mania