Guttermouth Trinket Trading Tick Toting Toothless Tired Tra Lyrics

Trinket Trading Tick Toting Toothless Tired Tra Lyrics

dancing round in circle staring at the sky spending hours on a corner trying to
hitch a ride your girlfriend is filthy and stoned out of her mind she hasn't
had a shower since 1969 you can't even read you can't even spell begging and
loafingis all that you do well your heads full of lice you navels full of lint
don't you fucking breath on me go get yourself a mint frisbee playing
hitchikers are lame... god dawn hippies always smell like shit, piss, hemp and
eggs stringing lots of beads really ain't that neat dirty, drowsy hippie you
need to wash your feet daisy pickin fruit cake always low on cash take yours
magic beans and shove them up your ass!!! nothing i hate more dirty hairy chics
the only things that like them are gnats, fleas and ticks always out to lunch
always so confused i wonder if they'va ever own a fucking pair of shoes frisbee
playing hitchikers are lame... god dawn hippies... smell!!! stupid lazy can't
hold a job i'd love to disinfect you, shower you with bleach rock collecting
moron, nothing but a leach make you clip you toenails, make you cut your hair
rid the world of hippies, purifies our air