For ALF

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"Get in the Ring" - Guns N' Roses
Why do you look at me when you hate me?
Why should I look at you when you make me hate you too?
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the fuck you even care
And I don't need your jealousy, yeah
Why drag me down in your misery?
And when you stare don't you think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it
'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game
Oh no
And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy
Yeah
I'll be writin' down your obituary
History
You got your bitches with
the silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair, collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my intentions
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice
Pain!
And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said
That means you, Andy Secher at Hit Parader
Circus Magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin
What you pissed off 'cause your dad gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you!
Suck my fuckin' dick!
You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids while they be payin' their hard earned money
To read about the bands they want to know about
Printin' lies, startin' controversy
You wanna antagonize me?
Antagonize me, motherfucker!
Get in the ring, motherfucker!
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass
Punk!
I don't like you, I just hate you
I'm gonna kick your ass
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
You may not like our integrity, yeah
We built a world out of anarchy, oh yeah!
(And in this corner, weighin' in at 850 pounds, Guns N' Roses!)
(Get in the ring...
Get in the ring...
Get in the ring...
Get in the ring...)
Motherfucker!
Get in the ring! Get in the ring!
This song is dedicated to all the Guns N' Fuckin' Roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fuckin' shit
And to all those opposed...
Heh, well...