Titty Twister

Eat a bag of shit you s*ck I can't believe the luck you have It's not bestowed upon me And my pants are falling down I would have another drink except it might be poisoned by my mind And my pants are falling down I don't know what you've been drinking but pour another one for me My pants are falling down The room is spinning around My stomach is making funny sounds I'm falling down, I'm falling down f**k you, I hate you is all she said As she slapped my face and spit beer on me And my pant are falling down Ahe said, you're a no good, ugly, dumb, stupid punk rocker with a bad haircut and your pants are falling down I don't know what you've been smoking but pack another bowl for me My pants are falling down The room is spinning around My stomach is making funny sounds I'm falling down, I'm falling down My pants are falling down The room is spinning around My stomach is making funny sounds I'm falling down, I'm falling down