I've got a story I wanna tell you guys
About a time I had a party
Everybody got drunk that night
There were so many people sitting in my garage
One was eating soup
One was eating lettuce
They don't through things down the stairs
But even so, they just don't care
They've got dogs at home that need to be feeded
Bongs at home that need to be weeded
Books at home that need to be readed
They've got so much to do
When they get up outta my shoe
Ooh!
Society is kind of like those crazy guys
We walk around in darkness
We've got blindfolds on our eyes
I now this song doesn't make a whole lot of fucking sense
But believe me, man, it was written with confidence
That when you get home
You're going to know
You've got dogs at home that need to be feeded
Bongs at home that need to be weeded
Books at home that need to be readed
You've got so much to do
Quit listening to this poo
Get up, get out, put on your shoes
And go fucking find something else to do