Trooper With An Attitude .......... 38 Special

Geez Louise .......... The Unband

Shoot First And Run Like Hell .......... Nashville Pussy

Pass The Hatchet .......... Southern Culture On The Skids

Big Bear .......... Steak

Cheap Motels .......... Southern Culture On The Skids

Cannot One Night Stand It (Anymore) .......... Jack Grace Band

Bad Apples .......... Royal Fingerbowl

Bidibodi Bidibu .......... Bubbles

Wrong Side Of A Gun .......... Nashville Pussy

The Corn Rocket .......... Southern Culture On The Skids

Worm Farm .......... Jack Grace Band

King Of The Mountain .......... Southern Culture On The Skids

Second To The Bottle .......... Steak

Pink Slip .......... The Unband

In the flashin blue lights
Now he's readin your rights
He's a mean dog barkin in the dust
and the dark in the middle of the night
Ain't no beggin' you can do
You got trouble times 2
A Trooper with an Attitude

He said you're crossin' that line
You'll never beat it this time
And he laughs in your face
so you feel the disgrace
Now you're spreadin' em wide
He's your worse dream comin true
You got trouble times 2
A Trooper with an Attitude

So you try to shake it clear
You're wishin' you weren't here
You don't try to make a go,
its all on video and he's smellin' the fear
He's your worse dream comin true
You got trouble times 2
A Trooper with an Attitude

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Well out on the bypass
Not too far,
There's a joint that's a jumpin'
When they close up the bars

Well if walls could talk
Man, the stories they'd tell
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel

You can rent 'em all night
But they're cheaper by the hour
The towels are clean
But they still smell sour

The night clerk's smiling
'Cause he's usually stoned
But you can do out there
What you can't do at home

There's a cigarette burn
On the table by the bed
And a king james bible
That's never been read

If walls could talk
Man, the stories they'd tell
Holding up the walls on a cheap motel
Holding up the walls on a cheap motel

They got a cinder block wall
So you can't be seen
Walking out naked
By the ice machine

Keep it hush-hush
Cause you never can tell
Who you'll see walking
'Round a cheap motel

There's a cigarette burn
On the table by the bed
And a king james bible
That's never been read

If walls could talk
Man, the stories they'd tell
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel

Hey!

Just holdin' up the roof
Just a-holdin' up the roof on a cheap motel

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Give that kid a smack and tell her we can Bring her back though she looks just like you And we could send her for the six pack She Always wondering about how we been gone She's six years old and she been 'round too Long not to know to be quiet when we're full Of all that raisin jack

And take your mommas clothes and hang Them from the scarecrow I know she got Some money since she sold herself her hair Combs and we'll go dancing and raise some Hell and call your momma to go our bail and If she gets wise then we'll put her in the folks Home

We're just a couple of bad apples spoiling the Bunch we're just a couple of bad apples
But you'll always be my honey bunch
They call us trash but we don't mind
Just come over here with that big behind and greet your daddy like you're serving him A hot lunch

Lets go get wrecked on that government check the neighbors might think I'm a fool
Then drop that shwag and them nickel bags Because the kids will soon be coming home From school and that old Misses Stein her Doggy left a mess behind and the next time She sees that doggy he'll be hanging from the Clothes line as sure as you're shitting her son Will come around and say he's going to run us All out of town but I'll shoot him so quick that He wont have The time to die

Ohhh baby look at you I'm about to come Unglued you're sporting quite a shine
But I love it when you're black and blue
It feels so good when we make up we fuck so Hard that we can't wake up and if those kids Don't like it they can learn to fix their own Food

We're just a couple of bad apples spoiling the Bunch we're just a couple of bad apples but You'll always be my honey bunch they call us Trash but we don't mind just come over Here With that big behind and greet your daddy Like you're serving him a hot lunch

We're just a couple of bad apples yeah Spoiling the bunch we're just a couple of bad Apples ohhh but you'll always be my honey Bu-uh-uh-unch they call us trash but we don't Mind just come over here with that big old Behind and greet your daddy like you're Serving him a hot lunch

We're just a couple of bad apples

Bubbles - Bidibodi Bidibu

we dont find them to bang bomb boom
when love and choice mean to bang bomb boom
why, while were leaving the band can move
well leaving tall well to evil evil too
we dont find them to bang bomb boom
when love and choice mean to bang bomb boom
why, while were leaving the band can move
well leaving tall well to evil evil too
whoa

freedom find them the rain mine boom
with love and choice lead to bang bomb boom
why while were leaving the band can move
well leaving tall well to evil evil too
while were leaving its round too round
and shrivel me, to the deutchland band
and leave me dancing too round round round
means i get to get the play the beats

bow wow(X10)

while were laid here one summertime
we will love old sea again and say bybybyby
we will leave them tall one bang bam boom
when we sea sun the gang tooth come
when we love them both and the band can too

we will love, biddibodi bidibu
whoa
(X10)

bow wow(x5)

tin theiving zoggy and the ran thieve run
whoa up and time below up high
(x10)

we will love, biddibodi bidibu
whoa
(X10)

we dont find them to bang bomb boom
when love and choice mean to bang bomb boom
why, while were leaving the band can move
well leaving tall well to evil evil too
we dont find them to bang bomb boom
when love and choice mean to bang bomb boom
why, while were leaving the band can move
well leaving tall well to evil evil too
whoa(X2)

we will love, biddibodi bidibu
whoa
(X10)

there you go

Luftblasen - Bidibodi Bidibu

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There's freedom out there
you oughta taste it
'cause your whole fuckin life
is bein wasted
so call up your boss and quit
find a replacement
there's better things in life
lets face it

get your pink slip (3x)
quit your day job (3x)
to be a fucking slob

fuck the hard labor, its being wasted
the summer time girl
you wanna taste it
so call up your boss and quit
find a replacement
cause theres better things in life
lets face it

get your pink slip (3x)
quit your day job (3x)
to be a fucking slob

yeah!

get your pink slip
quit your day job
tell'em all to fuck off (5x)