Pride & Glory - Hate Your Guts Lyrics
I got the call Monday morninSometime around 9 a.m.I felt down and out, left for dead,Lost without a friendNow how you live with yourselfWell child, I just dont knowBut as far as Im concerned I think yaReally suck, youre rotten and you really blowI hate your gutsI wish that you was deadI hate your gutsYoure damn right thats what I saidI hate your gutsAnd I wish that you was deadId dig the holy myselfBut Id rather run ya over with my truck insteadYour first name should be assYour last name should be wipeBelieve me when I say thisCus Ive been shit on more than twiceWell its funny how it worksIt just seems to never endJust when ya think ya had enoughTheyll bend ya over and ***** ya once again !I hate your gutsI wish that you was deadI hate your gutsYoure damn right thats what I saidI hate your gutsAnd I wish that you was deadId dig the hole myselfBut Id rather run ya over with my truck insteadWhats mine is mineWhats yours is mineAnd thats the way its gonna beIf ya got a problem with that ya little bastardDont ya come around to meNow Ive been doin this nowFor quite a many dayIll rip off your nuts andShove them down your throat andHead off on my merry wayMoney-hungry and greedyChild youre just downright wrongYa pissed me off so many timesI just had to write this songEveryones got their problemsAnd I know you sure got yoursBut you make livin childSeem like a backbreakin choreI hate your gutsI wish that you was deadI hate your gutsYoure damn right thats what I saidI hate your gutsAnd I wish that you was deadId dig the hole myselfBut Id rather run ya over with my truck instead
