I got a bad condition,
Yeah it's been going around,
Since Eve stole the fruit from the tree,
It's a thing for the dirty little thing we do,
I think about it don't freak with me.
Yeah there's a movie collection in the back of my mind,
It's filthy as a garbage pale,
If it keeps piling up at the rate it's growing,
I'm gonna be a perverted old man.
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
I'm more obscene than a hustler magazine,
And I get dirtier by the year.
The voice in my head is a four letter train,
It would bring my mama to tears,
Sometimes
I'm ashamed just to listen myself,
Man I'm glad nobody else can hear.
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
I'm nasty enough to make a stripper blush,
And I get dirtier by the year.
I'm like a wolf on the prow,
But there's no eating allowed,
My dinner's back home on the table.
But all these fantasies,
I'm not able. (no)
I went to the preacher,
I said I must confess,
I feel I'm rotten down to the core,
He said 'Don't be so hard on yourself now son,
What do you think all this religion is for?'
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year,
Yeah the longer we live,
The more there is to forgive,
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
I got a bad condition,
Yeah it's been going around,
Since Eve stole the fruit from the tree,
It's a thing for the dirty little thing we do,
I think about it don't freak with me.
Yeah there's a movie collection in the back of my mind,
It's filthy as a garbage pale,
If it keeps piling up at the rate it's growing,
I'm gonna be a perverted old man.
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
I'm more obscene than a hustler magazine,
And I get dirtier by the year.
The voice in my head is a four letter train,
It would bring my mama to tears,
Sometimes
I'm ashamed just to listen myself,
Man I'm glad nobody else can hear.
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
I'm nasty enough to make a stripper blush,
And I get dirtier by the year.
I'm like a wolf on the prow,
But there's no eating allowed,
My dinner's back home on the table.
But all these fantasies,
I'm not able. (no)
I went to the preacher,
I said I must confess,
I feel I'm rotten down to the core,
He said 'Don't be so hard on yourself now son,
What do you think all this religion is for?'
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year,
Yeah the longer we live,
The more there is to forgive,
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year.
📝 纯歌词版本
I got a bad condition,
Yeah it's been going around,
Since Eve stole the fruit from the tree,
It's a thing for the dirty little thing we do,
I think about it don't freak with me.
Yeah there's a movie collection in the back of my mind,
It's filthy as a garbage pale,
If it keeps piling up at the rate it's growing,
I'm gonna be a perverted old man.
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
I'm more obscene than a hustler magazine,
And I get dirtier by the year.
The voice in my head is a four letter train,
It would bring my mama to tears,
Sometimes
I'm ashamed just to listen myself,
Man I'm glad nobody else can hear.
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
I'm nasty enough to make a stripper blush,
And I get dirtier by the year.
I'm like a wolf on the prow,
But there's no eating allowed,
My dinner's back home on the table.
But all these fantasies,
I'm not able. (no)
I went to the preacher,
I said I must confess,
I feel I'm rotten down to the core,
He said 'Don't be so hard on yourself now son,
What do you think all this religion is for?'
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year,
Yeah the longer we live,
The more there is to forgive,
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
I got a bad condition,
Yeah it's been going around,
Since Eve stole the fruit from the tree,
It's a thing for the dirty little thing we do,
I think about it don't freak with me.
Yeah there's a movie collection in the back of my mind,
It's filthy as a garbage pale,
If it keeps piling up at the rate it's growing,
I'm gonna be a perverted old man.
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
I'm more obscene than a hustler magazine,
And I get dirtier by the year.
The voice in my head is a four letter train,
It would bring my mama to tears,
Sometimes
I'm ashamed just to listen myself,
Man I'm glad nobody else can hear.
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
I'm nasty enough to make a stripper blush,
And I get dirtier by the year.
I'm like a wolf on the prow,
But there's no eating allowed,
My dinner's back home on the table.
But all these fantasies,
I'm not able. (no)
I went to the preacher,
I said I must confess,
I feel I'm rotten down to the core,
He said 'Don't be so hard on yourself now son,
What do you think all this religion is for?'
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year,
Yeah the longer we live,
The more there is to forgive,
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year.
Back in the day, back in the hills, we were busted,
Made a living on the government dime.
Mama couldn't keep a job, and the alimony check never came...
We were listening to the radio
After dark, in the Park by Hurricane Shoals
on a blanket by the waterfalls,
Holdin hands, Sweet Romance til the Rooster...
We chart our courses but always collide,
We stumble from the wreck wait for the rescue to arrive,
They put out the fire but the smoke never clears, ...
Best friends in a pickup truck, we were
Panama City bound
Eight hours in the back, wind blowin with the sun beatin down
Makin plans to raise some hell...