The Beavis And Butt Head Theme Ringtones

"Yeah, sorcita! nu nam-o wan gumba!" Yeah, we've been the fightin' games lately Like we're playin' a gun, yeah I can't remember what the hell i've tried You and me, we ran across the black of the ceilin' I can't live without my gun, the hell is comin' Wow! wow! wow! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! I am hell, sir... i am hell, sir I am hell, sir... i am hell, sir Yeah, while i imagine in my gear the brother start to tremble Raw nerve impound the black end Let me wrap my mouth and get healin' Love gets her shoutin' and the beast is shoutin' Wow! wow! wow! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! I am hell, sir... i am hell, sir I am hell, sir... i am hell, sir Yeah, well i am a rollin' I'm rollin' harder in cold breathin' Wanna get up early I get a more to clip me deeply Yeah, keep holdin' me baby You're movin' faster in my feelin's A-bite down early I want a chance to dig it in you Yeah, reach down and light my roll and feel it Let me run it through you I took for fighting and i Livin' in myself when i'm feelin' A little fightin' and the beast is shoutin' Wow! wow! wow! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! Might he kill 'em, might he kill 'em, killin' it! I am hell, sir... i am hell, sir... i am hell, sir I am hell, sir... i am hell, sir... i am hell, sir I am hell, sir... i am hell, sir

Everybodys got butt cheeks Everybodys got big hole butt cheeks Everytime you sit down, you sitting on your butt cheeks When you spread your butt cheeks apart You have room for your poop to come out of your butt Yes you do Those good hole, butt cheeks So nice You gotta wipe your butt cheeks out of your poop After you sit down to poop Inside your butt cheeks are filled with little pieces of poop Yeah butt cheeks, butt cheeks, butt cheeks You got cheeks on your face, you also got cheeks on your butt The poop comes out from between your butt cheeks Butt cheeks, butt cheeks, butt cheeks, butt cheeks When you gotta go to poop real bad But you're not near toilet you squeeze your butt Cheeks together to keep the poop from coming out Yeah yeah butt cheeks, butt cheeks, butt cheeks Yeah butt cheeks, butt cheeks, butt cheeks Butt cheeks, ooh butt cheeks Yeah yeah yeah yeah butt cheeks, butt cheeks

Boys in the street are talkin' about leavin', they're leavin' Lookin' for places to go Boys in the street are talkin' about leavin', they're leavin' Lookin' for places to go Andy built his coffin down in Carolina Told me he was runnin' from somethin' But I think he's just out chasin' girls When Mary moved all of her shit to Chicago Her mother made sure that she left with her Bible, but You won't find her face on Sundays Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves Is it any wonder why we all leave home? People say, "I knew you when you were six years old" And you say, "But I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed" Mom and Dad, if only you could see me now Been here for a year and now I own this town 'Cause I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves One day we'll all be ghosts Trippin' around in someone else's home One day we'll all be ghosts, ghosts, ghosts Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts One day we'll all be found No longer lost, we're just hangin' around One day we'll all be found, found, found Found, found, found Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da

Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes And eyes and ears, and mouth and nose Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes And shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes And shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes And eyes and ears, and mouth and nose And shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes Knees and toes, knees and toes Knees and toes, knees and toes And eyes and ears, and mouth and nose Knees and toes, knees and toes Toes, knees and toes Toes, knees and toes And eyes and ears, and mouth and nose Toes, knees and toes Knees and toes Knees and toes And eyes and ears, and mouth and nose Knees and toes Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes