Testo Mow Against The Grain - Hill Family Singers
Testo della canzone Mow Against The Grain (Hill Family Singers), tratta dall'album King Of The Hill [Original Television Soundtrack]
Find out what your niche is, because that leads to riches
Beer from a can always tastes two
Degrees cooler than beer from a bottle
Even if they're the same temperature
I don't know why, I'm not a physicist, but I am a beer drinker
Never drink anything with an umbrella
A fruit wedge, or a plastic monkey in it
Remember, butter first, milk second, then add the cheese powder
Inhale deeply and often
You're paying for the nicotine, might as well get the most out of it
Don't be the type of person who sits
Around talking about his own genitalia
I tell you what you do, man, you go
Take, take a little dollar bill, man
And ride around George Washington, you know
Draw one of them cartoon balloons around there
And talk, him talkin' about him sayin', "Hey, man, I go here"
That old, then it'll just pass around and go spank
Enjoy your body
Use it everywhere you can
Feel good about your body
Show it to everyone
Your feet are not as big as you think they are
Enjoy your body
Almost any part can make a fart noise
In between your toes
Behind your knee
Inside the elbow
Even behind your ear
From your chin to your neck
And of course, you have your armpit
Always read the directions
Enjoy your spatula
Use it everywhere you can
If it rusts, don't be afraid of what people think of it
It is the greatest instrument you will ever own
Write your locker combination where you'll remember it
But not inside your locker
Love your shins
Them's the only ones you got
And you'll miss 'em when they're gone
Dance, I said dance, monkey
Dance, I said dance, monkey
Do one thing, every day, that scares somebody
Dance, I said dance, monkey
Go to the bathroom every chance you can
Read a book, hillbilly
Don't trust a man who spends more than ten dollars on a haircut
Buy American, even if it doesn't work as well
Be kind to your wife
You may never know when she just might leave you for no reason
Do not read beauty magazines
They will only make you feel sorry for
Those skinny little drugged out models
Mow against the grain
My lawn is my flag
It tells the world, "Here lives a competent
Trustworthy salesman of propane and propane accessories"
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it
But your own livin' room, alone, with a mop
Never throw out an old comb
A comb is one tool that lasts a lifetime
Set aside time every day to check if your fly's up
Don't go to therapy, it'll only screw you up more
Don't waste money on fancy soap
Never, ever trust a man who is wearing a beret
If there's a better friend than a roll
Of duct tape, I'd like to meet him
I tell you what, man, if you want one thing about
Any kind of relationship, and it's communication
It's the most important thing that anybody's ever had
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Daniels, Gregory Regis Ginn, Hiscock Huyck, R. Sall, Berger, Boss, Collier, Cohen, Hardwick, Aibel, Altschuler, Appel, Croston, Dauterive, Freedland, Fybel, Judge, Krinsky
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