Staring out the window of our tour bus and it's just the horny driver and us. Sit and trade wit, and smoke and we cuss talking about our friendly border
went his schwumpy tail, And the beast was done. He asked us: "(snort) Be you angels?" And we said, "Nay. We are but men." Rock! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
crack went his Whoopy tail, And the beast was done. He asked us: "(snort) Be you angels?" And we said, "Nay. We are but men." Rock! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-
crack went his schwumpy tail, And the beast was done. He asked us: "(snort) Be you angels?" And we said, "Nay. We are but men." Rock! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
went his schwumpy tail, And the beast was done. He asked us: "(snort) Be you angels?" And we said, "Nay. We are but men." Rock! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-
use of His attributes on the shelf Loving men who weren't loving Him but were loving sin Loving gin, lovin' a night at the club again I'm Ruben' men wrong
