Letra de Turn it down

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So your old man went and called you a degenerate bum
And you stood there crackin´ on your cinnamon gun
And your Ma was knockin´ at your sister´s brains
And you couldn´t help thinkin´ what she hoped to gain
Just then that freak walked in the door
And knocked me to the floor
You said, hey man, you´re on some kind of trip
He said, don´t give me no lip

Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can´t take no more of that God awful sound
So for God´s sake turn it down

Now the suspicious minds of your learned friends
Will eat away at your kind ´til the music ends
And the creep that taught you everything you know
Will hypocritically ask you what the hell you know
He´ll go out and mess around, then go home without a sound
You said, hey man, you´re some kinda monk
He said, listen here you punk

Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can´t take no more of that God awful sound
So for God´s sake turn it down

Turn it down, just turn it down
Come on turn it down, I said turn it down
Come on turn it down, just turn it down
I can´t take no more of that God awful sound
So for God´s sake turn it down