Millennial Trash Blues Ringtones

Da-da-da-da-da Ah-ah Ah-ah Last day on earth, nothing I wanna do Everything hurts when I let you Feels like a curse, poor 1992 Stuck with millennial blues Gotta a hundred hours on my wish-list Daddy told me I'm a Disney princess I could do it all, but I'm too stressed Save it 'til the mornin', I'll get to it I got way too many options Over sleepin', over shoppin' And I wish that I could buy my mama a house If I wanted to Last day on earth, nothing I wanna do Everything hurts when I let you (let you) Feels like a curse, poor 1992 Stuck with millennial blues I'ma get take-out on the weekend The only thing I'm bakin' is depression Thought being enough was my best friend Now it stabbed me in the back, now I'm bleedin' I got way too many options Over sleepin', over shoppin' (yeah) And I wish that I could buy my mama a house If I wanted to (sorry, mom) Last day on earth, nothing I wanna do Everything hurts when I let you (let you) Feels like a curse, poor 1992 Stuck with millennial blues 'Lenium, 'lenium, 'lenium blues 'Lenium, 'lenium, 'lenium, 'lenium blues

Maybe this is Heaven, maybe that's just you I don't trust my judgement 'cause I'm just 22 My mind is running circles, my heart's out in the rain I know that this is sudden but Do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same?) Do you feel the- I can't make my mind up, I don't know what to do I'm tryin' to be honest, see all the point of views You tell me that you're leavin', but I wish you would stay I think that this is worth it, but Do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same?) Do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same?) Do you feel the same? But if you're thinkin' not today I'd rather have the truth than start a love that's fake And baby, tell me if you need your space But if you're feelin' lonely, I'm an hour away Hey (I know you told me, baby, but) Do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same?) Do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same?) Do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same?) Do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same?) Do you feel the same?

I got a crib full of corn, and a turnin' plow But the ground's too wet for the hopper now Got a cultivator and a double tree A leather line for the haw and gee Let the thunder roll and the lighting flash I'm doing alright for country trash I'm saving up dimes for a rainy day I got about a dollar laid away The winds from the south and the fishing's good Got a pot belly stove and a cord of wood Mama turns the left-overs into hash I'm doing alright for country trash I got a mackinaw and a hunting dog A cap that I ordered from the catalog A big tall tree that shapes the yard A big fat sow for the winters lard Let the thunder roll and the lighting flash I'm doing alright for country trash Well, there's not much new ground left to plow And crops need fertilizer now My hands don't earn me too much gold For security when I grow old But we'll all be equal under the grass And God's got a heaven for a country trash God's got a heaven for a country trash I'll be doing alright for country trash

Yes I live in a single wide, to get up here it takes a four wheel drive. Got a mean xxx dog whose name is Sickem Sam. I got a motor hangin from a tree, a satellite dish and a trampoline. A sixty-eight red chevelle, been known to raise a little hell. All night, bar fightin some of you all say I ain't liven right Eat butterbeans and fried spam. But I ain't what you all say I am. CHORIS Cause there ain't no trash in my trailer oh no. Though you might find an empty can of beer. No their ain't been no trash in my trailer oh no. Since the day I threw you out of here.I burn my trash in a drum. Sometimes I shoot my gun. I'm mud boggin, camouflagen, a ball game is what I'm watchen. I work hard, mow the yard, fish, hunt, knuckle scar, change oil, plow the soil, love a boat country boy. I wear a suit to church and stuff and Daddy's the one that made me tuff. He told me son, don't be ashamed of who you are and our family name. I'm makin it proud, sayin it loud, doin my thing a country crowd. I tell you the truth and don't give a damn. But I ain't what you all say I am. CHORIS x2 No there's no trailer trash livin here. It's pretty damn spotless around here now Uncle Mike Ain't no trash in my trailer.

It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floor It ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door It aint the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash It's just the way you love me when you turn to trash Trash It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes It ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive You can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash You're such trash I love the way you look You're such a high class tramp It's not the way you touch me when you... ooh yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream And you're ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash Trash I love the way you look You're such a high class tramp - oh like a tramp It's not the way you touch me when you... ooh Make me understand - oh yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream And you're finally ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash You know you're mighty cool You know you're mighty wild Come on down here with that Penthouse smile Trash - dirty baby. Maybe you went down low as you can get Been dripping hard and put away wet - yeah Trash. What you want, What you want, What you want, and got it. What you want, What you want, What you want, and got it. Hey baby what's your name? Ah she's trash - uh ah - street trash How low can you go? Low! My love is like a lollypop Would you lick it? All the way to the chewy center Oh yeah. Trash Trash