"May The Road Rise Up To Meet You" lyrics
"May The Road Rise Up To Meet You"
May the road rise up to meet you
May it always be your friend
May the sun shine warm upon you
Until we meet again
These are blessings that I gave you
But now I have to say
It's better that I throw them all away
For it's come to my attention
That you're thick
Not all a pleasant person, but a dick
Fuck you, you bloody prick
Fuck you
Fuck you, you're full of shit
These are the only words I can submit
Fuck you, you bloody prick
Fuck you
Fuck you, you're full of shit
These are the only words I can submit
May the road rise up to meet you
And crash down on your head
May the sun shine out your back end
When it's dark
May a wind escape the same hole
And rise up to your heart
And the rain turn into acid for a start
When I found out you're a nasty piece of shit
Not at all a pleasant person, but a dick
Fuck you, you bloody prick
Fuck you
Fuck you, you're full of shit
These are the only words I can submit
Fuck you, you bloody prick
Fuck you
Fuck you, you're full of shit
These are the only words I can submit
May the road rise up to meet you
May it crash down on your head
May it humble, may it teach you
May it hold you in good stead
So that if our paths should cross again
We're clear right from the start
That you can go to hell
And now, do let us part
Fuck you, you bloody prick
Fuck you
Fuck you, you're full of shit
These are the only words I can submit
Fuck you, you bloody prick
Fuck you
Fuck you, you're full of shit
These are the only words I can submit
Writer(s): Rainer Schulz,, Stefan Klug,, Tobias Heindl,, Ralf Albers,, Patrick Prziwara,, Frank Jooss,, Thomas Kunzler,, Lesley Woodway
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- Fiddler's Green Lyrics
album:
"The Green Machine" (2023)
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