We're like, Fisher-Price: My First Punk Band. |
Were not stars.... were all just dorks in a band. |
When you go from selling no records to selling lots of them, you have to wonder - did your mom buy them all? Are they just sitting in your garage? |
Where are you and I'm so sorry I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always this sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting every time and as I stared I counted webs from all the spiders catching things and eating their insides like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason will you come home and stop this pain tonight stop this pain tonight Don't waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you) don't waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you) |
Yeah, don't eat dog semen. I hear it's the #1 cause of bad breath. |
You can't turn chicken shit into chicken salad but you can put chicken shit into someone's chicken salad. |
You know what it is? Alot of these people are just now jumping on the 'we hate Tom' band waggon. I've been hating Tom since like 1995, I'm oldschool hatin' Tom! |
You only know us for this one song, but we've been here six years long... ahh who cares everyone's getting laid tonight! |