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There was a bunch of roadies |
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And this here is their story |
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A scurvy bunch of evil twits |
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Who never say they're sorry |
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They've traveled cross the nations |
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Fuckin' paid vacations |
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We love the schism that they make |
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They're here for the duration |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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The captain's name is Rick |
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Whose "Bozo-do" is slick |
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He really thinks he knows it all |
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He's just a Jersey hick |
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Wanking, cranking, Georgie |
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He always finds an orgy |
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He rubs his balls and picks his nose |
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He's horny Georgie porgie |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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The kind of sleaze is Ring |
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Polaroid's his thing |
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He whipped it out, her teeth fell out |
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And now it's in a sling |
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From LA we have Troy |
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His fetish is Playboy |
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A smelly trout, he'll eat it out |
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Go wash your hands you're M.O.I. |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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John Tempesta |
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is The Joker |
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The Adams apple choker |
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Sandra Bernhard is his twin |
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He'd probably even poke her |
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The B-boy was John Rooney |
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He was a fuckin' loony |
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He does a rap, he thinks he's black |
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He's soft like Gerry Cooney |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Yo my name is Bill, duh |
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Bouncing is my skill, duh |
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Smoke ten packs and use my plaque |
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Duh, with my breath I'll kill |
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Thursby is the lard ass |
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The monitors are his task |
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The sound they made when the band played |
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Was like Ed Trunk with bad gas |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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The photobug is Ambo |
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He'll fill up any hairy hole |
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We'll blindfold you with dental floss |
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You burnt out fuckin' bimbo |
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The bottom line is Z |
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Oh, please don't sit on me |
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Go wipe your hemorrhoid-ridden butt |
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You 1960's hippie |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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This here was the story |
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About our fuckin' roadies |
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A scurvy bunch of evil twits |
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Who never say they're sorry |
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They've traveled cross the nations |
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Fuckin' paid vacations |
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We love the schism that they make |
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They're here for the duration |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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Friggin' in the riggin' |
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There was fuck all else to do |
