Eeyore - Live in London, 2002

Eeyore Yeah Oh, meet the man that made me Greet the can that I came from The fucking sacred heart of Jesus Blew it in the back room, feelin′ like a real goon Get the fuck away, I might kill ya Get your motherfuckin' hands in the air I am the great big mouth I am the great big mouth Burn Let me see you pump those fuckin′ fists up high Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey Good riddance, though I'm sad to say I didn't get to kill you Rhetoric, better look both ways Gotta get an arm through Stain What the fuck is up? Get the fuck away Run if you want to Innocent? You′re a guilty conscience A temper breakthrough Yeah Prepare, you fucker Prepare, you fucker Prepare, you fucker Prepare, you fucker Let me hear you scream I don′t give a fuck, bitch I don't really care, bitch I don′t give a fuck You don't matter I don′t give a fuck, man I don't really care, man I don′t give a fuck, man I'm the super sized man Now You, you ain't shit I am the great big mouth Fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you Take that, motherfuckers Yeah So, you′re ready to go fucking crazy right now for me Are you ready to go fucking crazy? Now we are back to do another new song off our new fucking album How many people have that fuckin′ album here? This song is gonna kick your fuckin' ass, London