mumbles....
(ah she dont want it anyway, she dont fuckin.. )
She's alright
mumbles...
(shes got it in the fuckin garage, goddamn, she'll never know, she dont even care, she dont want it anyway... )
She's alright
She's got a cross to bear
She's got an axe to grind
She's got it goin' on
She's got an axe to grind
She's alright
she comes in with her colostomy bag, shes lookin for the cat and the dog and the goddamn junk and the kids and the clothes and the food and the cooking and the stash, and I'm sick of all the drugs and the pills and the goddamn drunk drugs, the tools and my goddamn truck, and I'm gonna get a metal lunch box to the head? i dont know where my video tapes And I don't know if it's my fucking kids cuz she's always a got a spare!