Текст Turbonegro – Mobile Home

I think I’m an all around Norwegian
On my eighteenth birthday my daddy gave me a gun
And I am what you’d call a real good sport
And I was born and raised in a trailer court

Mobile home
Filled with foam
Polyester catacomb
Mobile home

My neighborhood’s got the distinction of being all the same
There are rows and rows of divorcees in a metal frame
My life goes on, it’s my last resort
And I’m gonna die in a trailer court

Mobile home
Filled with foam
Polyester catacomb
Mobile home

Oh no!

Mobile home
Filled with foam
Polyester catacomb
Mobile home

Now do you see just a little bit of a paradox
You’re living or dead, you’re stuck in a box
Your life goes on, it’s your last resort
On a dead end road in a trailer court

Mobile home
Filled with foam
Polyester catacomb
Mobile home
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