Pounding Written by Douglas Firestein Every morning at dawnI roll out of bedLight up a jointAnd down my first beer Read through the paperThen it’s coffee to goJust a working manWith a job to do I’m a driven pro andWork is my drugI always wear Read More …
Category: Lyrics
Bottle Rocket
Bottle Rocket Written by Douglas Firestein Fireworks are on saleThey’re legal here nowIt’s a redneck past timeThat wasn’t always allowed This opens up a worldOf new ways to inflict painPlus I can play with fireAnd that’s always a good thing Suckas smile on the fourth Read More …
Stoking Me
Stoking Me Written by Douglas Firestein I always thought thatI didn’t deserve youI really believed thatYou felt that way too When I came homeAnd saw lights were onI never expected to see youRiding that guy’s dong Pouring gas cansStriking matchesA fire I’m fanningFor the world Read More …
Forget Her
Forget Her Written by Douglas Firestein We keep having thisTired conversationI kept all my promisesBut you left in frustration I can’t bleed anymoreI gave you all my heartThen you ran like a bitchTo another sucka’s arms Baby it’s a good thingI sharpened up my axeThought Read More …
Go to Hell
Go to Hell Written by Douglas Firestein We had a great thingThe two of us didBut you got skanky andHad to ruin it I knew other suckasWere sipping your nectarAnd I was ready to pound themCos I’m your protector What we hadIt’s gone baby, it’s Read More …
All Night
All Night Written by Douglas Firestein Let me hold your purseWhile you take a shitI’ll just wait outsideI promise not to look in it What the hell is this?These aren’t my briefsI can smell the foreign nutsSome other suckas meat Chopping off his fingerGonna swirl Read More …
Fish Fry
Fish Fry Written by Douglas Firestein Friday used to be our nightIt was love from every angleI can still see your happy faceSmile as my dong dangled Things they changed so fastI couldn’t believe my eyesWhen i saw your tongue slurpthe butthole of another guy Read More …
Juice
Juice Written by Douglas Firestein Graffiti is spreadingAcross the cityscapeScaring away touristsWho visit this lovely place Natives are quite kindBut there’s been some uptickIn hatred toward newcomersCos people act like dicks Suckas be thinkingThey’re hard as nailsBut I got a processThat never fails Tattoo their Read More …
How Does It Taste?
How Does It Taste? Written by Douglas Firestein (Gonna take, take)Gonna take your body(Gonna take, take)Gonna take your body boy I wouldn’t have in my handWhat was in your mouthSuckas always talking shitWhen the ladies are around You could use some classConsider me your teacherIt’s Read More …
Barbecue
Barbecue Written by Douglas Firestein I try to turn a blind eyeConsider everything normalBut seeing you sleep aroundIt’s far beyond hormonal There’s a line in the sandYou crossed it awful fastWhen that young white pool boyChlorinated your ass You complained I’m selfishThat I don’t meet Read More …