Flakes lyrics

Flakes. flakes

Flakes, flakes
They don't do no good
They never be workin when they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin mine
Californias got the most of them
Boy, they got a host of them
Swear to god they got the most at every business on the coast
Swear to god they got the most at every business on the coast
They got the flakes

Flakes, flakes
They can't fix your brakes
You ask em, Wheres my motor?
Well, it was eaten by snakes
You can stab n shoot n spit but they wont be fixin it
They're lyin an lazy
They can be drivin you crazy
Swear to god they got the most at every business on the coast
Swear to god they got the most at every business on the coast
Take it away, bob

I asked as nice as I could if my job would somehow be finished by Friday
Well, the whole damn weekend came n went, Frankie
(Wanna buy some mandies, bob?)
You know what?
They didn't do nothin but they charged me double for Sunday
Now, you know, no matter what you do, they gonna cheat and rob you
And then they'll give you a bill thatll get your senses reelin
And if you do not pay, they got computer collectors thatll get you so crazy til your headll go through the ceilin
Yes, it will

Im a moron and this is my wife
Shes frosting a cake with a paper knife
All what we got heres American made
Its a little bit cheesy but it's nicely displayed
Well, we don't get excited when it crumbles and breaks
We just get on the phone and call up some flakes
They rush on over and wreck it some more
And we are so dumb, they're linin up at our door
Well, our toilet went crazy yesterday afternoon
The plumber he says, Never flush a tampon
This great information cost me half a weeks pay and the toilet blew up later on the next day

Blew up the next day

One two three four

Flakes, flakes

Flakes, flakes

Flakes, flakes

One two three four (Flakes)

We are millions and millions, were coming to get ya
Were protected by unions so don't let it upset you
Cant escape the conclusion, its probably gods will that civilization will grind to a standstill
And we are the people who will make it all happen
While your children is sleepin, your puppy is crappin
You might call us flakes or something else you might coin us
We know you're so greedy that you'll probably join us
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
Were coming to get ya, were coming to get ya
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