On Saturday night When I was born Down on the farm Guitar plinkin' And we started drinkin' Till the break of dawn About twelve o'clock Everything get
eddie was a product of the trailer parks his military father died when he was four drop kids drop dead they're drafted from a crib war birth war birth
Translation: U.S. Bombs. War Birth.
a road dog wheres santa claus on my last drop in stuck eating crumbs no gift december 25th no bottles empty where's st. nicolass happy fuckin year and christmas carol's
the dark on the docks turn the ambulance sirens up emergency baby i aint one to wait i gonna get yer britches off any day now there gonna drop the bomb
dont need you [4x] i dont get along with no one i cant stand it when you try to help im on the defense thats what wins as what the hell ya lookn at DONT
to much pressure gonna self exlode the baggage keeps on pilen up my future dangles from the end of a rope no coat tails to sew on my coat this is jsut
without her i cant get up and lace my shoes down at the corner i get her and we recluse gave me a million dreams stripped me of everything sick to my
not? cuz id rather work on breakin my own bones with some style ya know Go 45 M.P.H Go down hill on a skate Theres a Code that ya better know and there's
give me a dirty job im defected give me a new disease so infected all the smog i need the city air is green and all i wanna be is out of it outta touch
useless generation we never gave a fuck about the suicide nation loaded doen lockers at the antichrist station the kids are getting ready for death & starvation it's
i cant forget shit i get from other bands i cant forget kicken dope in a cargo van memphis winter in a frigidare it gives me more character pissed out
This bubble gives me the shakes the ozone makes this bubble bake these leather hydes, have plastic lives i've turned to stone in a city quake Tear down
Thats life, thats what i say, shot up in april, strung out in may, but i know it wont, be too soon, when im back on, night train in june, i said thats
no phones in tokyo to call on london a famous dame in spain said canada's for cunts i cant go to mexico ive played that game a rose a rita jail and slurr
named eddie was a product of the trailer parks his military father died when he was four drop kids drop dead they're drafted from a crib war birth war birth
the glory in the storys of the west 50 men died last night in a bar room brawl a bordello wench got drunk and caused it all the indians had their way, war
