Karaoké Get in the Ring Guns N' Roses

Ow wow wow wow wow

Yeah

Come on

Why do you look at me

Why do you look at me when you hate me when you hate me

Why should I look at you when

Why should I look at you when you make me hate you too you make me hate you too

I sense a smell of retribution

I sense a smell of retribution in the air in the air

I don't even understand

I don't even understand why the fuck you even care why the fuck you even care

And I don't need your jealousy

I don't need your jealousy

Yeah

Why drag me down in your misery

Why drag me down in your misery

Oh yeah

And when you stare

And when you stare you don't think I feel it you don't think I feel it

But I'm gonna deal it back

But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades to you in spades

When I'm havin' fun

When I'm havin' fun you know I can't conceal it you know I can't conceal it

'Cos I know you'd never cut it

'Cos I know you'd never cut it in my game in my game

Oh no

And when you're talkin' about

And when you're talkin' about vasectomy yeah a vasectomy yeah

I'll be writin' down your obituary

I'll be writin' down your obituary

History yaow

History

You got your bitches with the silicone injections

Crystal meth and yeast infections

Bleached blond hair

Collagen lip injection

Who are you to criticize my intentions

Your subtle manipulative devices

Just like you I've got my vices

I've got a thought that would be nice

I'd like to crush your head

Tight in my vice

Pain uh

And that goes for all you punks in the press

That wanna 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 Junior at Spin

What

You pissed off 'cos your dad gets more pussy than you

Fuck you

Suck my fuckin' dick

You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids while they payin' their hard-earned money

To read about the bands they wanna 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 don't like you

I just hate you

I'm gonna kick your ass

I'm gonna kick your ass

Oh yeah

Oh yeah yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Ow

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Ah ha ha ha

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Ha ha ha

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha

You may not like our integrity

You may not like our integrity

Yeah

Yeah

We built a world out of anarchy

We built a world out of anarchy

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

And in this corner

Weighin' in at eight hundred and fifty pounds

Guns N' Roses

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Motherfuckers

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Get in the ring, get in the ring

Yeah

Yeah

This song is dedicated to all the Guns N' fuckin' Roses fans

Who've stuck with us through all the fuckin' shit

And to all those opposed

Hmm well hmm