Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Necks, artist - Blur.
Date of issue: 24.04.1994
Song language: English
Red Necks |
Rollin', rollin'… howdy, boys |
Okay, I want y’all to sit real comfy |
With your real comfy ten gallons on back of your head |
Just relax, okay (It's good to be here) |
Here we go, uh, boys, ah |
I’m a truckin' redneck and I just refuse to die (He won’t die) |
I was built big and strong on the state’s best apple pie |
I’m better than them limey pin-heads in Europe-y |
Twelve gauge in their back, hell, would stop their mopin' |
I’m a truckin' red stop and I just refuse to die |
(Graham, you will never die) |
(It's what they call chemistry) |
You’re American, you’re never gonna die |
You play billiards like that man |
You ain’t never gonna die |
The good Lord above will take care of that |
I get free coffee fill-ups at my favourite Denny’s place |
Find a couple of teabags and I kick them in the face |
Sure is damn good fun pinchin' that waitress’s ass |
When I go on tour, gonna get me a pass |
Hell, don’t want no fuckin' limey gettin' on my goddamn case |
(Woo!) That’s in the east wood |
You gotta go to the wood and go east |
It’s in the east wood (Go west, brother) |
We showed them injuns somethin' |
Any of my, uh, the boys here wanna say a few words |
To the audience at home |
(Well, you know, you’ve grown up and I obviously haven’t) |
(Woo!) Hope you go on happy with your Miller’s Coors Light |
I’ve got every Beatles record |