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Turbonegro - Mobile Home Lyrics

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  • I think I'm an all around Norwegian -
  • On my eighteenth birthday -
  • My daddy gave me a gun -
  • And I am what you'd call -
  • A real good sport -
  • And I was born and raised -
  • In a trailor court -
  • Mobile Home -
  • Filled with foam -
  • Polyester catacomb -
  • Mobile Home -
  • My neighborhood's got the distinction -
  • Of being all the same -
  • There are rows and rows -
  • Of divorcees in a metal frame -
  • My life goes on - It's my last resort -
  • And I'm gonna die - In a trailor court -
  • Mobile Home -
  • Filled with foam -
  • Polyester catacomb -
  • Mobile Home -
  • OH NO! -
  • Mobile Home -
  • Filled with foam -
  • Polyester catacomb -
  • Mobile Home -
  • Now do you see just a little bit of a paradox -
  • Your living or dead -
  • Your stuck in a box -
  • Your life goes on - It's your last resort -
  • On a dead end road - In a trailor court -
  • Mobile Home -
  • Filled with foam -
  • Polyester catacomb -
  • Mobile Home -
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