Tight Wad Hill Lyrics

Tight Wad Hill

Cheapskate on the hill
A thrill seeker making deals
Sugar city urchin
wasting time
Town of lunatics
Begging for another fix
Turning tricks
for speedballs
One more night
Making your rounds once again
Turning up
empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight
wad hill
Drugstore hooligan
Another white trash mannequin
On display
to rot up on the hill
Living out a lie
But having the time of his
life
Hating every minute of his existance