Ballyhoo! - Gas Station Burrito lyrics

Stranded on a desert road in America
Waiting for the tow truck to
Come and pick us up pedal to the metal
We got a fuckin' show
I guess we should have stopped for
Gas ten fucking miles ago

I had a vision I was at a reggae festival
Main stage
Ten thousand people screaming "whoa!"
I never thought that we’d
Encounter such adversity
The road is open for giving
Things the masses' never seen
The tire blow out of the ten thousand
Hear the screams of full blown men
Thinking this might be the end

And these are just a few of
Our not so favorite things
But, it's all worth it when the crowd
Comes through and we hear them sing

Where did we fall off?
(Where did we fall off?)
Cause now their tearing our
Posters off the wall
Might be time to cut our losses now
Maybe we should just give it up

Have you ever fell asleep next
To a litter box?
Three times in two weeks you
Know that fucking sucks
I once woke up on an Atlanta
Floor there was a baby
A fucking baby judging me
Behind it’s cradle bars

Drinking whisky every night
So hard waking up on time
Traffic on the four-O-five can suck my fuck

These are just a few of
Our not so favorite things
But, it's all worth it when
The crowd comes through
And we hear them sing

Where did we fall off?
(Where did we fall off?)
Cause now their tearing our
Posters off the wall
Might be time to cut our losses now
Maybe we should just give it up

'Music'

These are just a few of
Our not so favorite things
But, it's all worth it when
The crowd comes through
And we hear them sing (fuck YEAH)

Where did we fall off?
(Where did we fall off?)
Cause now their tearing our
Posters off the wall
Might be time to cut our losses now
Maybe we should just give it up
Maybe we should just give it up
Maybe we should just give it up