NOFX - Darby Crashing Your Party lyrics
[NOFX - Darby Crashing Your Party lyrics]
Banned from the bar and barred from the club
And clubbed by the cops
For copping some drugs
Drugged down the street by his self-abuse
A candy man hanging from a self-tied noose
-ance in public with pennies and brownies
Not like the beaver of Harriet and Ozzies
He's a bastard son, a eternal curse
Lucille, ball-buster, crystal meth-el Mertz
I wasn't born this way, I was raised
Not by wolves but by jews
I was guilted and hazed
A middle class clown waging lower class war
A Beverly Hill-billy peeled off the floor
The erratic irreverent reverend that reeks
Havoc and wreckage whenever he speaks
I'm not the first on your last second shot
A film about grave robbing without a plot
Throwing a party, a Darby crashing
My captain's sensibilities tells me
To smash it
I am the shit smeared in your pillowcase
I'm not the texting, I'm the upper case
Ranting and cursing
He sings in the third person and then
I'll catch myself and start
Singing about me again
Because of your harelip I
Shaved your mustache
Your donor party has just been Darby crashed
I'm anti-Christ, the unoriginal sin
The ten months of relevant Johnny Rotten
I am the victim in victimless crimes
Painting the town red between the lines
Lose against a black hole when you always win
That's why I push my chips GG Allin
And clubbed by the cops
For copping some drugs
Drugged down the street by his self-abuse
A candy man hanging from a self-tied noose
-ance in public with pennies and brownies
Not like the beaver of Harriet and Ozzies
He's a bastard son, a eternal curse
Lucille, ball-buster, crystal meth-el Mertz
I wasn't born this way, I was raised
Not by wolves but by jews
I was guilted and hazed
A middle class clown waging lower class war
A Beverly Hill-billy peeled off the floor
The erratic irreverent reverend that reeks
Havoc and wreckage whenever he speaks
I'm not the first on your last second shot
A film about grave robbing without a plot
Throwing a party, a Darby crashing
My captain's sensibilities tells me
To smash it
I am the shit smeared in your pillowcase
I'm not the texting, I'm the upper case
Ranting and cursing
He sings in the third person and then
I'll catch myself and start
Singing about me again
Because of your harelip I
Shaved your mustache
Your donor party has just been Darby crashed
I'm anti-Christ, the unoriginal sin
The ten months of relevant Johnny Rotten
I am the victim in victimless crimes
Painting the town red between the lines
Lose against a black hole when you always win
That's why I push my chips GG Allin