Malachi Crunch - Laundry For Nothin' lyrics

rate me

I want my ICC

Now look at them coops there's a bunch of loonies

All of them yahoos in the ICC

That ain't living that's a fuckin' commune

Laundry for nothin' and sex for free

Now that ain't living that's a fuckin' commune

Lemme tell ya them kids are lewd

They own all kinds of shit in common

And I hear they sleep in the nude

They got vats of peanut butter

And weird bread with crunchy seeds

They got rooms that they keep empty

To satisfy their horny needs

See that house with the purple paint job

I bet that they're all fruity in there

They got a house named after marijuana

They sit around in their underwear

They got vats of peanut butter

And weird bread with crunchy seeds

They got rooms that they keep empty

To perform their horny deeds

They got one that's named after a communist

They got one that's run by chicks

Another's full of vegetarian whiners

Munchin on their trail mix

And what's up there, what's that? A pterodactyl?

It looks like a sparrow trying to pee

That ain't livin' that's a fuckin' commune

Get your laundry for nothin' and your sex for free

They got vats of peanut butter

And weird bread with crunchy seeds

They got rooms that they keep empty

To satisfy their horny needs

Now that ain't livin' that's a fuckin' commune

All them yahoos in the ICC

That ain't livin' that's a fuckin' commune

Laundry for nothin' and your sex for free

Laundry for nothin', sex for free