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It's Friday night and the streets are filled With rich little fucking college pussy faggots I'm gonna get a fucking gun And shoot them all right in the balls Everybody's running out Bodies hit the ground You'd better take cover It's a pipebomb on Lansdowne street So like when I'm on Lansdowne and I'm looking to score I say hey baby you wanna boogey And they say why don't you buy me a drink And I say why I don't tear your clothes off And spit in your face Bitch! Everybody's running out Bodies hit the ground You'd better take cover It's a pipebomb on Lansdowne street So one night I'm on Lansdowne Street I see all the outcasts he comes up and says Hey man who got the Extacy I say Ecstasy I don't do that shit He says yo man I'll suck your dick Letras de canciones Everybody's running out Bodies hit the ground You'd better take cover It's a pipebomb on Lansdowne street From Letras Mania