Get the digit © PETER ANDERSSON A MUSIC PARODY BASED ON: "NO LIMIT" BY: 2 UNLIMITED BONUS QUOTE: "Those of you who think you know everything are very annoying to those of us who do." UNKNOWN		Two weeks ago I saw that infamous Rebecca Black video "Friday" for the first time, like millions before me (one of them being fellow parodist Claude Prez) I was abhorred, there's something immensely annoying about that girls perky smile and pesky song, I'm totally with all those who say that you just want to smash her face in, grab a 24 wheeler to run down her house and call in an airstrike on the remnants afterwards before building a terminator and send it back in time to do the same to her mother before she's born just to make sure. Now I couldn't do any of that so instead, as mental damage control self-therapy, I wrote this unlimited parody song about flipping the bird to whatever grinds my gears. ;-) -Let me see you flip bird -Let me see you flip bird Sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod off bastard! Sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod off bastard! Get the digit, for cutting me off For driving to close, for strutting your stuff Get the digit, for being uptight For being to flaunt or for being to trite -Let me see you flip bird You know for sure, what it stands for A less polite way of "au revoir" Once kinda brash, now outta class Dactylology for dumb white trash Thick hick chick, yo, you tick me off When you're lyin', I've had enough Open the door and turn to watch it I'll show you girl, yeah, here's my digit Sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod off bastard! Sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod, sod - sod, sod, sod off bastard! Get the digit, for cutting the queue For being a creep, for blocking my view Get the digit, for unsent invites For rockets of snot that you've launched on my whites My digit's a code when it's unbowed Reality check is - you get out! It's pointing to the lord, I'm nail sincere The third on my hand is a signal, hear I never will use no formal goodbye Flip it up, to the sky I will just honour you finger feud The middle digit if you are skewed Get the digit, I'll flip you the bird For Comic Sans font, that's making me stirred But as nitwit, reality bites I'm sure that I get some for songs that I write © Peter Andersson 2012
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