ShowYouSuck - Rad God Lyrics
Pray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godBig gulp, I'm tippin'Don't sag my bridgesLebowski got biggerShout to Jeff BridgesThey say rad is deadThe dead has now risenA zombie that's skates 8.5 yeah, that's *****ingNow bounce like suspensionNo whammies, big businessSip Slurpee from big gulp now that's your communionUnholy union if Satan made music produced by George LucasNow please pass that hummusI'm ridin' round bumpin' carcassLevel 9000 is my targetToo many dudes in this roomThis party smell like armpitI'm ridin' round bumpin' carcassLevel 9000 is my targetToo many dudes in this roomThis party smell like armpitOur fatherTo you we prayYou keep it coolThe others lameTheir shows weakThey too tameWe need you on the jobPray to the rad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godThis god's a rad god so don't make me angryOnly not being lame will guarantee your safetyTV's on, disciples going crazyCouch is comfy, let's do some surfing, babyGrab the remote, I'm feeling lazyArrested development, we watching maybeFor sure, for sure, our house of suede velourOut on tour, show is onThe pit is full, they pray for moreHere I is, here I am, bring the sacrificial lambSome fans who think I smoke bring a sacrificial gramAnd then they puff and then they pass but I don't puff so I passThen they ask you straight edgeI concur, not a dragOur fatherTo you we prayYou keep it coolThe others lameTheir shows weakThey too tameWe need on the jobPray to the rad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad godRad godPray to the rad god
