Full time losers going nowhere
Two steps forward
and two steps back

I stomp the pedal
but it`s like I`m stuck in glue


One day I`ll pass you by and keep
My middlefinger up high, oh yeah


You say I`m sick, you call me scary
Just another %#@!load from your world
I sing the butchersong and feel so satisfied


Destination gory Graceland
The sideburn demon`s going home

Zamboni nightride through the state of Tennessee