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