Dos Rancheros - I Just Don't Know lyrics

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Dos Rancheros - I Just Don't Know lyrics

(breathing) I got in my car, drove so far, and then i stopped I loaded the gun with five or six bullets, co*ked the trigger began to walk I found her there in my old house, reading under a lamp I pointed at her and god i pulled the trigger and she was dead, she was dead I ran really fast, hoping not to get caught, found a coffee shop, ordered a cup These two large men entered, grabbed by the head, and squeezed my skull My еyes began to bulge, blood oozеd from my earlobes And then this cat came, he was meowing in my face, and spitting cat spit all over my face And i said, "jesus christ, where did this cat come from? sure there are two guys squeezing my head, that's okay, but this fu*king cat is meowing in my face" And oh god, i punched both of the men and just ran I found an old dump truck with the key in the ignition (laughs) I started it up and i started fu*king driving down the road and sh*t And this fu*kin' cop pulls me over and says you've got a fu*kin' class two license buddy And i said, "fu*k that sh*t, i've got a gun motherfu*ker" I shot him twice in the fu*kin' skull Blood oozed all over his god damn shiny badge And i said, "fu*k you cop, fu*k you" Then i kept driving the dump truck Thinking about my wife and how she was dead at home And the fu*kin' cat i threw on the grill And the two men lying under the fu*kin' table And the god damn cop with the bloody badge And i said, "sh*t i gotta fu*kin' go to church" I found this fu*kin' chapel on the hill and i walk inside and there's this fu*kin' priest He says, "have you been sinning young man?" I say, "yeah i have been sinning, i fu*kin' killed two men, threw a cat on a fu*kin' grill, shot my god damn fu*kin' wife in the head, is that a fu*kin' sin mister, is that a fu*kin' sin in your church?" He says, "yes brother" And i said, "well forgive me father for i have sinned" And i blew the fu*ker away, i fu*kin' blew him away and sh*t And then i fu*kin' grabbed this big old sharp cross and rammed it up his fu*kin' ass And said, "bleed on this fu*kin' worshipped, fu*kin' up my an*l, fu*kin' satan worship" He said, "oh god, i'm gonna die" And i said, "that's right you're gonna fu*kin' die" So i said, "sh*t i really fu*ked up now" So i went to this fu*kin', this pay-less, and i fu*king got all this fu*kin' hair-spray and hair gel and mousse And all that other hair stuff, and i fu*kin' rubbed it on my balls And god it felt good, it's felt really good And i said, "sh*t, where the fu*k am i?" and i grabbed a gun I placed the barrel between my eyes and i said, "jesus, mother of god" I squeezed the trigger, but it was fu*kin' empty, i had already killed enough guys to waste all my bullets So, a fu*kin' pencil and put it against my temple and rammed it really hard and this fu*kin' pencil is sticking out of my head and sh*t And i said, "oh god this hurts like a motherfu*k, oh sh*t" I got that fu*kin' dump truck and drove really fast And i went to the suburbs and ran through a house Then i hit this pole, this pole when through my head, and my brains were all over the floor You ask me now, how can i be telling you this if my brain are all over the floor I don't know I just don't know I just don't know