Cuban Cigar Crisis - Hitler Aviation Museum lyrics

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<b>Hitler Aviation Museum</b> by <i>Cuban Cigar Crisis</i><br />

If you want me to go away

I will

And not come back another day

If you want me to play the crook

I will

You won't hear what I've got to say

I know you don't have a lot to dis

So you

Pick on me for once

Just get this through your head

I'm not

About pulling my Y fronts

Down

Down for you

Down for her

Or down for me

Well, maybe down for me

The only thing I have to go by

Is your constant lack of subtlety

Nobody smiles

At me anymore

Ever since you told them

I was such a whore

Now I don't want to cause no harm

But you

Try to pull everybody in

With your infectious charm

And venomous

Feminism

I can think of worse ways

To

Sooth white suburban guilt

But to me you still smell like

Expired milk

Nobody smiles

At me anymore

Ever since you told them

I was such a whore

Yo chingé con hitler

Que importa?

Yo chingé a hitler

Que importa?

Yo chingé a hitler

Que importa?

Yo chingé a hitler

Que importa?

Que importa?

Right on my sister

Your the victim here