Songtexte: Grandaddy. F**k the Valley Fudge.

Siamese, Portugese
Dirty knees
Look at these rookies around us
Aren't you glad you found us?

Now if you are who you say you are
Get up here to the bar
We'll plot out a plan to take down the man

We'll start with that new future superstar
And steal all their decorative rocks
We'll fight all their rent-a-cops

And for the freeway maintainers who assist our escape
We got sandwiches, chips and cold Gatorade

We'll expose all the bicyclists who really are
DUI students who can't drive their cars

And we'll take stucco dust and wet drywall sludge
Combine 'em just right to make f**k the valley fudge

Applebee's, Chuck E. Cheese
Dirty deeds
Don't you see?


F**k the valley fudge
It's my hate, my love

Nepalese antifreeze, calories
Can't you see?

F**k the valley fudge
It's my hate and my love
F**k the valley fudge
It's my hate and my love
F**k the valley fudge
My hate, my love
F**k the valley fudge
F**k the valley
F**k

(sound of lawn blower for about one minute)