I don't rock the jukebox,/ or hustle the women./ I'm deep drownin' in trouble and not even swimmin'./ I can't begin to tell you my toils, / my trouble is worse than my face being eaten off by boils./ It's so bad i can't even start to tell you,/ my troubles./ It's not about a dog,/or women,/ nothin'./ What you're gonna have to see is, I took my cousin Cletus's chew water and I drank it./ I drunk it all up and now i've got cancer of the esophagus.
1 | A Flowery Song |
2 | Oh, canada |
3 | Wizard Needs Food, Badly |
4 | Dandelions |
5 | Every New Day |
6 | Far Far Away |
7 | Suckerpunch |
8 | Combat Chuck |
9 | Blue Comb '78 |
10 | Cool Enough For You |