Madonna Wayne Gacy - Lunchbox lyrics

("Next mother f**er's gonna get my metal") ("[unintelligible]") ("I bring you!") [Verse 1] Breakdown On we plow The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest Try to tell me, tell me he's the best But I don't really give a good goddamn because I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well ("I'm making my lunch!") [Chorus] I want to grow up I want to be a big rock and roll star I want to grow up I want to be So no one f**s with me [Verse 2] I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down Want to go out, got to get out To the playground, going to throw down at the playground I want to go out Next motherf**er going to get my metal Next motherf**er going to get my metal Next motherf**er going to get my metal Next motherf**er [Bridge][x4] Pow pow pow [Chorus]