White Trash Circus
Well, I opened up the bottle and I fell out of bedI couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the headI did a little powder off the bathroom sinkIt's been about a month and something's start to stink
Me and the band, we are starting to fight'Cuz if we got along it just wouldn't feel right
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damnWe'll steal your girl whenever we canWe're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voiceWe're the voice in your headWe're the trash, we're the trashWe're the trash in your bed
I been livin' on the road about a year and halfIf we go another mile, we're gonna kick each other's assSomeone's gonna quit or someone's gonna dieWe don't give a shit because we're busy getting high
Another lawsuit, another arrestWe wouldn't change a thing because we love it to death
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damnWe'll steal your girl whenever we canWe're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voiceWe're the voice in your headWe're the trash, we're the trashWe're the trash in your bed
We're the son's of devil, we're the blood on the stageYou can love us, you can hate us but we'll never go away
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damnWe'll steal your girl whenever we canWe're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voiceWe're the voice in your head
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damnWe'll steal your girl whenever we canWe're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voiceWe're the voice in your headWe're the trash, we're the trashWe're the trash in your bed
We're the voice, we're the voiceWe're the voice in your headWe're the trash, we're the trashWe're the trash in your bed