Songtext von Fuckin' Drunken Uncle

I guess I should feel bad that I could care less about all your problems and how everything's such a mess and I guess I should feel bad that your life is shot and how you've fucked up your house with the addiction that you got Hit the sauce Hit the kid Down the 12 and tell your wife to shut the fuck up! Your face is red, your stomach's big and you're still wondering what the fuck you did and I guess I should feel bad that your kids hate you Your eyes are glossed, your speech is slurred and now you're ready to die!