Bringing a piece to a bed in
A shot gun to a wedding
My friend has got these glasses
Thinks he looks like John Lennon
But he never goes to protests
And he just cut his hair
He was born way after woodstock
It's not a fact he likes to share
He'll sip a beer
Close his eyes
Imagine all the people die
ing
My friend's a part time mover
A 9/11 truther
Watches YouTube when he's wasted
Guess he reckons he's a sluther
And there's a twinkle in his eye
When he sees a place up in the sky
ing
And I don't want to cause no scene
Mama don't raise no drama queen
See us on the sidewalk
Huffin kerosene
Remember that this song hit #1 cause we sucked off HW
*various sexual acts not friendly for this lyrics sheet*
On their first new record in six years, the Virginia garage punkers take on the end of the world with the requisite clang and clamor. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2024