Slim

Lyrics

We go a-ridin' into town, a-whompin' and a-whumpin' every livin' thing that moves within an inch of its life What in the hell was that? How many times have I told you guys that I don't want no horsing around on the airplane? Oh, shit. Quicksand! Hot dang, now we are in trouble Welp boys, break's over. Don't just laying there gettin' a sun tan. Ain't gonna do you no good no-how What in the Wide World of Sports is a-going on here? I hired you people to get a little track laid, not to jump around like a bunch of Kansas City faggots! LePetomaine Thruway? Now what'll that asshole think of next? Somebody's gotta go back and get a shit-load of dimes! Well, boys, I reckon this is it – nuclear combat toe to toе with the Roosskies Primary target, thе ICBM complex at Laputa. Target reference Yankee Golf Tango Holy Mother of Pearl Goll darn it, you use your tongue prettier than a twenty dollar whore I am depressed Dang, that was lucky. Doggone near lost a four hundred dollar handcar Now what the hell do you think you're doin' with that tin star boy? Well I've been to one world fair, a picnic, and a rodeo, and that's the stupidest thing I ever heard come over a set of earphones Shoot, a fella' could have a pretty good weekend in Vegas with all that stuff Piss on you! I'm working for Naked Raygun