Beverage dispensers everywhere serve magic pints of ice cold beer On silver trays with buffalo wings so don't you worry about a god damn thing There
Seven craps eleven there's no gambling in heaven And it would seem to me to be the sin that there's no Bourbon Jack or Gin Eternity is far to long the
Oh when I get a few beers in me I don't act the same Causing problems starting fights that's my claim to fame I'll never be a nice guy I was born to
me but I won't fret Disneyland makes them forget Deadbeat-Dad, I'm so Convinced that it's O.K. Deadbeat-Dad, Yeah I forget birthdays Deadbeat-Dad, Your mom
A holy prayer in Sunday school To graduate from BYU All the work that you've given Guarantees a place in heaven Work for god with no commission Slave
Fish Otter Pops,My Fish Otter Pops Blue Raspberries aren't for me my frozen me My frozen Icee from the sea For something that swam in a lake I'll
Fighting our way to the heart of the battle My chances are slim but yours aren't much better One of the many things in life nobody wants to admit . . .
Whitetrash America for you and me Whitetrash America is the way we want things to be Whitetrash I'm Whitetrash my future is so dark Whitetrash I'm Whitetrash
My life is so much fun, with Money, Bitches & Guns Money, Bitches & Guns Cause it's a social contest, to see who's the biggest pimp Money, Bitches &
I've got balls of steel because I've been through a lot In a Cuban jail cell I was left to rot With that Castro fuck trying to tell me what to think
I had two female roommates the worst ever indeed Oh now I know what's worse than a Hippie, that's a Hippie on Speed Babble talk & clean all night until
In the oval office on my knees That's the true land of opportunity You might not ever guess I'm just a brainless hoe As I sign another book on a TV show
(blink parody) I find it hard not to whine and pout But I don't know what else to write about I started listening to punk on the radio you know they
Listen Be what you wanna be Do what you wanna do It's your life It's your life, it's your world Well this is Texas alongside Suncycle Dynamite, Yeah
You have placed a chill in my heart You have placed a chill in my heart Take me to the desert where there's got to be A whole heap of nothing for you
YOU'VE STILL GOT A PLACE IN MY HEART (Leon Payne) « © '50 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI » If the one you'd think is true ever turns his back on
Du, du liegst mir I'm herzen Du, du liegst mir I'm herzen, Du, du, liegst mir in sinn. Du, du, machst mir viel schmertzen, Weisst nicht wie gut ich dir
choked you again Then break your fuckin' legs till your bones poke through your skin You beef wit me, I'ma even the score equally Take you on Jerry Springer, and beat yer
