Punk Polka

[Verse 1] Well, me and my buddy left our home in Kentucky Started headin' for the city lights Up I-75, make a right on 95, gonna take in all the tourist sights I got an old girlfriend, used to ride her now and then Said to visit any day or night Well, I don't reckon we'll be doing any neckin' But it's cheaper than a hotel, right? [Verse 2] Well, we hit those lights just about midnight Half-loaded, gonna raise a little heck Lookin' for a bar with a country star But we landed in this discotheque [Chorus 1] Look at them half-naked negros neckin' on the floor Look at all them fairy faggots lookin' for a score Wеll, I might be a hick from the sticks but I won't say no more 'Causе the mafia hit men checkin' IDs just threw me out the door [Verse 3] Well, my buddy and I stopped a feller passin' by "Could you tell us how to get downtown?" He was high as a rocket, put his hand in his pocket Pulled a gun and backed away with a frown Well, we happened to be in front of CBGB's Inside we heard a rock & roll sound The band was actin' queer, paid a dollar for a beer But we couldn't find a place to sit down [Chorus 2] Look at all them piss-end punksters pukin' on the floor Look at that half-drunk jet setter dressed up like a whore Well, I might be a hick from the sticks but I'm headed out that door Gonna jump in my Plymouth, make a B-line for the limits I ain't never comin' here no more Look at them half-naked negros neckin' on the floor Look at all them fairy faggots dressed up like a whore Well, I might be an [?] but I'm headed out that door Gonna jump in my Plymouth, make a B-line for the limits I ain't never comin' here no more This ain't no life for a fellow with a wife I ain't never comin' back no more