Born To Butch

Full time losers going nowhere
Two steps forward
and two steps back
I stomp the pedal
but it`s like I`m stuck in glue
One day I`ll pass you by and keep
My middlefinger up high, oh yeah
You say I`m sick, you call me scary
Just another shitload from your world
I sing the butchersong and feel so satisfied
Destination gory Graceland
The sideburn demon`s going home
Zamboni nightride through the state of Tennessee