Stinkin' Up The Great Outdoors

Late afternoon in the open air A human sea made out of mud and hair Ain't nothing like a festival crowd There's too many people so we play too loud Touch down, plane's on the ground Look for the drummer and he's nowhere around We're running late, at least an hour No time to rest, no time to shower now we're Stinkin' up the great outdoors Stinkin' up the great outdoors Stinkin' up the great outdoors But the kids don't mind We had a drink going up in the plane We had another coming down again We had another in the airport bar And then some home brewed stuff in the promoters car Here we go, on with the show We're bubblin' under and we're ready to flow Wound up, turned loose Ain't got the power but we sure got the juice and now we're I was stinkin' up the great outdoors Was stinkin' up the great outdoors Was stinkin' up the great outdoors But the kids don't mind No, no, no, no We hit the stage, with rock and rage And do our best to earn the maximum wage The lights are bullshit, the sound's for the birds Don't know the music and we don't know the words but still we're Stinkin' up the great outdoors Stinkin' up the great outdoors Stinkin' up the great outdoors But the kids don't mind No, no. no Stinkin' up the great outdoors Stinkin' up the great outdoors Stinkin' up the great outdoors Stinkin' up the great outdoors Hey, hey