No More Bad People Lyrics

Touch me, hardrocker!
Touch me!

Motorcycle maniacs all took the bus
a drunken pope grabbed a tit and said
what's the fu-u-u-uzz
saw my cousin argueiing
with the raisin of dooom

Honey, we must stop bringing out the nazidoctor in us

bored to the bone
sunshine moan
up with people
guitar goose
angelskin shoes
quizmaster blues

relax have a lemonade
big adventures can wait
in a minute we'll go out and shoot all people that hate one thousand bombs and granates

nothing beats a cosy clash of some titans to me
I don't know about the rest

Boney M onion hell, motherf*cker
oh no no, robot no, up you go

no more bad people
let only the goood fight
wanna be your swordmaster
and you can be my queen of the night

iron sandwich, dead soup song, Michael Botton
babyskullbathobbyclub rockin'tub fairyburger ulcerpie
raymower some good times will do just fine

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