Go away sunny day. All the horny people sitting in front of their TV and thinking. What is wrong with me I'm not a monster. Why won't anybody fuck me.
Theme we're professional punkers we come from the sublures. After 15 years we still having fun. Now we're over 30 not looking so purty at least we got a beat up accordian.
I'm gonna tell you what I really think I like about Mondays. Cause they feel like Saturdays. When you don't gotta go to work. Every day is a holiday. I wake up when I want to.
Can't you see my soul worn on the record sleeve. It's goin up for sale as soon as it gets saved. Interrogation blues, once again I lose. You don't get to magnify my insecurities (I'll fuck your mom).