Grungetown Hooligans II
Plastic people with their plastic lives Plastic lips tell plastic lies Plastic drivers in plastic cars Eat plastic food from plastic jars Frustration is the fuse The flame is hate Tick tick tick Detonate She's the bomb Plastic models in plastic magazines Plastic kings and plastic queens All are seen on plastic TVs Prayed to by people on bended plastic knees Frustration is the fuse The flame is hate Tick tick tick Detonate She's the bomb What you think, well that's good too But not as much as what they do This fuse burns slow Waiting to blow The world is a heavy load Watch it explode What you think, well that's good too But not as much as what they do Lawmakers with plastic policies Put plastic locks on their cities All in hopes to keep them quiet We'll go off We'll blow up Frustration is the fuse The flame is hate Tick tick tick Detonate She's the bomb She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb (Detonate) She's the bomb
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
Get me something to stop the bleeding, 'cause I'm fitting to blow Knock her down the stairwell and kick her, I think you can take her Shove more bourbon down her mouth hole 'Cause she's the one that needs a nailing You might as well just open the door and Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get me something to stop the bleeding, 'cause I'm fitting to blow Knock her down the stairwell and kick her, I think you can take her Oh, she's the one that needs a nailing She's the one that needs a nailing Open the door and Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck Get her out, pow in the bush, yeah right in the kisser Shove more bourbon down her mouth hole Pow, smacked in the puss, straight in the sucker Plum in the kisser, busted her pie hole Square in the yap, punched in the jaw, straight in the sucker Dead in her tongue pin, busted in her pie Square in the yap, punched in the jaw, plum in the kisser Dead in her tongue, crushed across her pie Smacked in the mush
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
I can never forget you The way you rock the girls They rule the world and love you A blast in the underworld I stick a knife in my head Thinking 'bout your eyes But now that you been shot dead I got a new surprise But I been waiting for you just to say The zoftig chick is mine But all I know is you got no money But that's got nothing to do with a good time Can you forgive the boy who Shot you in the head Or should you get a gun and Go and get revenge? A 100% of my love Up to you true star It's hard to believe you took off I thought you'd always go far But I been around the world a million times And all you men are slime It gone to my head Goodbye, I am dead Wastewood rockers is time for crime Hey
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
You're a ghost on the highway And I'll love you forever Ghost on the highway And I'll love you forever Forever and ever And ever and ever Your eyes are an island And I'll hold you forever Your eyes are an island And I'll love them forever Forever and ever And ever and ever You're a ghost on the highway And I'll love you forever Ghost on the highway And I'll love you forever Forever and ever And ever and ever
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
Are these sensible shoes on my feet I wear my shades so our eyes don't meet I’m scared every fuckin' day I wear my headphones so I can't hear what you say Can I run Can I run Switch to paranoid from having fun Will he use his hands, knife, or a gun Knuckles are white, wrapped around my mace Comes from living in a terrorist state Can I run when he’s following me He's not my brother, he's my enemy Is he behind the door or in back of the tree Is he under the bed, is he in the back street Can I run Can I run Can I run Can I run Run brother, you're gonna die Are these sensible shoes on my feet I wear my shades so our eyes don't meet Yes, I'm scared every fuckin' day I wear my headphones so I can't hear what you say Can I run when he’s following me Is he behind the door, is he in the back street Can I run Can I run Can I run Can I run Run
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
You got this thing that really makes me hot You got a lot and more when you get caught You got this thing that follows me around You little bitch, well I hope your insides rot Liar Liar Liar You see the stars through eyes lit up with lies You got your stories all twisted up in mine You got this thing that follows me around You were born with glue instead of spine Liar Liar Liar Ha ha ha! Of you I Ha ha ha! Tied to a You got this thing that follows me around You got this thing that really makes me hot You got a lot and more when you get caught Bruise violet Bruise violet Bruise violet You got this thing that follows me around You see the stars through eyes lit up with lies You little bitch, well I hope your insides rot Liar Liar Liar
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey girl Watch what you're doing The way you keep running around Gonna be a ruin Drivin' reckless in your pinto Full tank of gas When you get rear ended, girl Gonna be a hell of a crash Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Who you drivin' now? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, girl Wrap him around your finger All the boys follow you But you don't got the singer You're drivin' my T-Bird But the gauge is on empty Don't get in, don't look back You got no fuel left Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Who you drivin' now? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Who you drivin'? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Who you drivin'? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Who you drivin'? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Who the fuck you drivin' now?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
You kissed me once and you kissed me twice With your mess of slobbering lips With dribble in my brow I wait until you turned around And wiped it on my pant leg Oh now I'll sign this paper for everyone to see And now I'm up here singing for everyone to hear Now I'll sign this paper for everyone to see Now I'm up here singing for everyone to hear You Especially you It's all for you It's because of you My lungs are filled with smoke Eyes light and hazy from too many tears Red and glossy from too many beers My stomach shapes into one big knot My stomach shapes into one big knot Oh now let's stop hangin' around this lame town Take another lookin' at your stupid frown Lookin' down, down, down at the ground Lookin' down, down, down at the ground And I'm amazed at the gamut Oh I'm amazed at the clarity Yeah I'm amazed at the rage in me Crushing Crushing Crushing Crushing Crushing I'm getting crushed From loving you too much You gotta turn the other way to avoid that clown Turn the other way to avoid that clown Turn the other way to avoid that clown Turn the other way to avoid that clown
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026