Lyrics Andrew Jackson Jihad

Andrew Jackson Jihad

Personal Space Invader

I gave birth to twin wire hangovers

Now I am a personal space invader

I’ve classes I’ve finals due

I have lots and lots of problems

Lookout

Lookout

Lookout

Lookout

How can you put that straw up your nose

When you know how coke is manufactured?

It’s made by children for the immature

It’s made by babies who’ve been captured

It’s a sin against your fellow man

It’s a sin against your fellow man

Welcome to this world have as much fun as you would like

While helping others have as much fun as you’re having

Be kind to those you love

And be kind to those you don’t

But for God’s sake you gotta be kind

And respectful because we’re all one soul

Be the best fucking human that you can be