Wild Flowers

Fuck these deadlines rules and regulations Fuck all these smart phone machines Fuck this company efficient gas car thing I been driving Fuck the pinger with his rotten hickey breath Fuck this cheap cologne on my neck and stupid beard I been riding Fuck it all motherfucker Im going straight to the hotspot Fuck all these brown envelopes sliding underneath my door Fuck these goddamn things in my head Fuck that guy at the gym that wont start looking at me when I piss Fuck the kids on the sidewalk that laugh at me when I fall over Fuck that old lady that gives me that gives me that fucking stink eye Fuck that little stupid dog with its fury collar Fuck it all motherfucker Im going straight to the hotspot Just calm down man, settle down, its ok, do your thing Its ok, we all been there do your thing, its ok Thems the rules bub, break em all, just do your thing, have a ball One more fucking time I am the manager, that's right today is my day So why don't you pick up your change Walk out that door shove it right up your ass ok How bout you fuck your own uncle With your mothers dick you rotten saber toothed How bout you roll down that hill real fast How bout you all jump in that big old swamp shop Three fingers up my ass ok lets go Pull the rip cord Jim (how much fun was that?)