The Offspring "Mota" letra

Mota

Mota!

Everyday, well it's the sameThat bong that's on the table starts to call my nameI take a hit and zone out againI'll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to tenWatching reruns on my TVI'm laughing off my ass at Three's CompanyI don't know if I'm understoodBut hearing Jimmy Buffet never sounded so good

Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)Mota BoyBut losing out just never felt so rightYour enemy's you and so is your life (your life)Mota BoyBut losing out might feel okay all night

Mota!

I'm driving down to the barrioGoing 15 miles an hour cause I'm already stonedGive the guy a twenty and wait in the carHe tosses me a baggie then he runs real farI take a hit but it smells like a cloveOh fuck I got a baggie of oreganoThis ritual is destroying meBut I guess it could be worseIt could be methedrine

Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)Mota BoyBut losing out just never felt so rightYour enemy's you and your couch is your life (your Life)Mota BoyBut losing out might takeLosing out might take you all night

Mota!

Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)Mota BoyBut losing out just never felt so rightYour enemy's you and this is your life (your life)Mota BoyBut losing out might feel okay all night (all night)Yeah, losing out might feel okay all life

Aquí se puede encontrar la letra de la canción Mota de The Offspring. O la letra del poema Mota. The Offspring Mota texto.