Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Look Ma! No Fans! or Do You Want Fries With These Songs?, artist - The Falcon. Album song God Don't Make No Trash*, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 13.12.2004
Record label: Red Scare
Song language: English
Look Ma! No Fans! or Do You Want Fries With These Songs? |
It’s the comedy of the tragedy that keeps me hanging on Did you think I didn’t see you roll your eyes at that last song? |
We’ve all got better things to do, I’m just a target for your boos |
The booze and pills just kill the shakes and softens up the news |
When I die I’m not gonna regret this |
See, I’d do it, girl, I’d do it all the same |
Getting old on these roads, so far away from home |
Sweating out my drunk so you can call me names |
When it ends we’ll just head down to our bar stools |
And drink away these rotten memories |
We were so fat, dumb and grumpy, so tired, broke and sick |
But looking back, it still seems great to me So drink that 40 in the backroom of this Legion Hall |
Or smoke that joint out back in the parking lot |
My Taco Bell is shooting right on through me My head and neck are filling up with snot |
'Cause when I die I’m not gonna regret this |
See, I’d do it, girl, I’d do it all the same |
Getting old on these roads, so far away from home |
Sweating out my drunk so you can call me lame |
Hey kids, we’ll be back in a month |
See all of you back here once again |
'Cause this is the life we’ve chosen for ourselves |
Apathetics, punishers, and friends |
Here’s to the apathetics, punishers and friends |