Scars on Broadway - Stoner Hate Lyrics
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Stoner Hate
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What Are The Lyrics For Stoner Hate By Scars on Broadway?
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Supercalafragalistcexpealadocious is a word to me Mama mia Losing all my patience in the hall of fabrications It's so easy to see. Easy to see When you sing la, la, la, la, la, la, la Stoner Hate has got your back California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath When you sing la, la, la, la, la Stoner Hate has got your back California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath And I'm rude (rude) Obnoxious (obnoxious) With an intent to kill [Repeat: x 2] Supercalafragalistcexpealadocious is a word to me Mama mia Losing all my patience in the hall of fabrications It's so easy to see. Easy to see When you sing la, la, la, la, la, la, la Stoner Hate has got your back California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath When you sing la, la, la, la, la Stoner Hate has got your back California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath And I'm rude (rude) Obnoxious (obnoxious) We don't intend to kill* [Repeat: x 2] Motherfucker! Supercalafragalistcexpealadocious is a word to me Mama mia Losing all my patience in the hall of fabrications It's so easy to see. Easy to see When you sing la, la, la, la, la, la, la Stoner Hate has got your back California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath When you sing la, la, la, la, la Stoner Hate has got your back California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath |
Who Wrote Stoner Hate By Scars on Broadway?
Daron Malakian
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What's The Duration Of The Stoner Hate By Scars on Broadway?The duration of Stoner Hate is 2:01 minutes and seconds. |
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