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Eat a bag of shit you suck I can't believe the luck you have It's not bestowed on me And my pants are falling down I would have another drink Except it might be poisoned By my mind And my pants are falling down I don't know what you've been drinking But pour another one for me My pants are falling down The room is spinning around My stomach is making funny sounds I'm falling down "Fuck you I hate you" Is all she said as she slapped My face And spit beer on me She said "You're a no good Ugly, dumb stupid punk rocker With a bad hair cut And your pants are falling down" I don't know what you've been smoking But pack another bowl for me My pants are falling down The room is spinning around My stomach is making funny sounds I'm falling down My pants are falling down The room is spinning around and round My stomach really feels like shit ---- It's making funny sounds I'm falling down I'm falling down |