Mark Potsic - I Don't Give A Honk lyrics

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Mark Potsic - I Don't Give A Honk lyrics

Nowadays, everybody's using curse words Seems to me like it ain't necessary Yeah, so when I get steamed Yo - I tell 'em like this: I don't give a honk, I don't give a honk And if you think I do, my friend Then you're wronk. Your crocodile tears can go and got gonk You think I'm a funk, but we don't give a honk I'm a wild child and I'm on the loose Giving less of a honk than a muzzled goose Saw a broken car horn and its honk was faint Man if I was Senator, it'd be a honkless state Yo, I drove past a rally saying "Honk For Peace" So I took out my gun and shot 'em all in the knees I don't give a honk! You picked the wrong dude If a honk was my virginity, consider me prude I consider it rude to have honk-spectations Only thing I give a honk is a long vacation On a long space station, can't hear you scream And they sure can't hear you honk, know what I mean? Yo we told you before: we don't give a honk And saying that we do is just simpoly ridonk You could try to buy us off with your pesos and francs, But your money means nothing - you could take it to the bonk. Man, I'm stingy when it comes to my honks (me too) I literally stick 'em to my body with glue Good thinkin' Abe Lincoln, you're a real smart cookie Teach a cla** about giving a honk? I'm playing hooky. Now what you gonna do with all your honks? Gonna dive in and swim like Scrooge McDonk Cause for a honk I'd bite a chunk out of a Buddhist monk And at his funeral, everyone will sing this sonk Yo we told you before: we don't give a honk Got a theory that we do? Well your theory's debunked Save the drama for your mama cause your -itis is bronch-. Our policy is staunch: we don't give a honk You know a honk in some countries is considered a food And if you don't eat it all, it's considered quite rude We all know we're born with 100 honks But people throw 'em away like they were Donkey Konks And the honks are the barrels The kings and the pharaohs sing about honks Like they were Christmas carols I'll punch you in the jeans But this ain't Lonely Island And if I catch you steaming my honks I'll get violent Yo we told you before: we don't give a honk Even if you give us candy like Willy the Wonk But don't come for my honks, better know your place Mother-honkers honk around and get honked in the face This the not honking around crew And this not honking around thing is about to go both ways