Testo Nerds - Bo Burnham
Testo della canzone Nerds (Bo Burnham), tratta dall'album What.
I'm a faggot, I'm a retard,
I got a girl's bag and a V-card
I got three friends and a whack-ass ride
You can judge by the cover
'Cause it's shitty on the inside
No girls wanna fuck me, trust me
I don't give a fuck, don't adjust me
Just, please, shut your face-hole
For just one second
"Fuck you, faggot. You're so fuckin' dumb"
Dumb? I'm the dumb one?
Calm down, Bo. Just count to ten, um
One, two, three, whore - I mean four, shit
Three, Four, Five, bitch - I mean six, shit
I quit, I got no patience, you won, I face it
Your life peaks at graduation
Well, congratu-fucking-lations
(Nerds) The faggots, the spastic fat chicks who
Sit in the back with no one to do their lab with the
(Nerds) Kid with acne and tons of Proactiv
Packed inside his backpack, I got your back, kid
And, do you know why, kid, I can rap so mean?
'Cause I was reading while you were fuckin' the prom queen
Huddled up reading, no lacrosse team
"Huddle up! Huddle up!" What? You lost me
Sorry, bro, did I interrupt the
Circle of jerks all circle jerking?
I need savin'? No, fuck no
Quoth the raven - no, fuck Poe
Ah, shit I'm bitchin' - listen, it's
They don't know what they're missing
For instance, I like poetry, I like instruments
Maybe we have similar interests
But, it's no fall balls, no balls fall
Just sit and scrawl at the stall walls
At 3 p.m I pause, that shit sounds like applause
(Nerds) The faggots, the spastic fat chicks who
Sit in the back with no one to do their lab with the
(Nerds) Kid with acne and tons of Proactiv
Packed inside his backpack, I got your back, kid.
(Nerds) The faggots, the spastic fat chicks who
Sit in the back with no one to do their lab with the
(Nerds) Kid with acnce and tons of Proactiv
Packed inside his backpack, I-I got got your back
She stood in line and got cut
Tried out, got cut
Loved art, but the budget got cut
Then she got numb, and she only felt when she knelt and cut
(Nerds, nerds nerds, nerds)
(Nerds) The faggots, the spastic fat chicks who
Sit in the back with no one to do their lab with the
(Nerds) Kid with acne and tons of Proactiv
Packed inside his backpack, I got your back, kid
I know it's bad, kid, I got your back, kid
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Writer(s): Bo Burnham
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