Testo di 'Guys Are Gross' di That Handsome Devil

Do you get a little anxious when a man is in the room?
Projecting phallic symbols like they landed on the Moon
Well I don't think there's any chance we'll understand each other soon
Guys are gross
The attitude will change with the direction of the blood
And it won't help with intervention or a lesson from above
Well they will try to win affection with confessions of their love
Guys are gross

They may overstep their bounds
When no one's left around
When down is up and up is down
We sent them to wars and hunting
Now we send them to stores for something
Oh darlin' please, I know I'm just a snarlin' beast
And perhaps we've all grown obsolete

They swear, they spit
They smell like shit, to be eloquent
Guys are gross, oh
So treat them well, 'cause they need your help
They can barely feed themselves
Guys are gross, ooh-ooh

Wake up at six and get my daughter to school
I get home quick because there's laundry to do
I'd dress up like a princess if she wanted me to
But all that sick shit you heard is probably true
Is this the dyin' gasp of a creature who's time has passed?
Just lie back, try and relax
Oh darling please, you know I'm just a snarling beast
And perhaps we've all grown obsolete

They curse, they hit
They smell like shit, to put it delicate
Guys are gross, ooh
So treat them well, 'cause they can reach high shelves
But they can barely feed themselves
Guys are gross, ooh-ooh

Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Guys are gross (Guys are gross)
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Guys are gross (Guys are gross)
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Guys are gross (Guys are gross)
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh