Bigwig
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I finally got to change my clothes,
We've spent 5 months on the road,
None of us showered in days,
The lucky ones don't have to shave.
The desert is such a bore,
I'm sick of sleeping on the floor,
I almost died the last 2 tours,
And I can't take it anymore!
Our van was searched by in-bred cops,
We left John at some rest stop.
I have more teeth in my mouth
Than all the people in this town.
All of our food filled up the tank,
We made our last trip to the bank.
I'd ratter be happy and poor
Than have it and still want more!
Itching and I'm scratching
and I'm bugging and I'm itching,
I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS ANYMORE!
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Reclamation
- Invitation To Tragedy
- Stay Asleep
- UnMerry Melodies
- Un-Merry Melodies
- Serial Killer Compilation
- Fearless Flush Sampler
- Punk Goes Metal
- Punk Chunks, Volume 2
- Punk Chunks, Volume 1
- 2003 and Beyond...
- Songs About Chicks
- Shut the Punk Up! Volume Two
- Disarming Violence
- It Takes a Dummy... to Know a Dummy!
- Punk Ass Generosity
- Punk Chunks
- No Stars Just Talent
- Bigwig