Lyrics















Friday night who's biting?
You better never count on twenty whores
You get a popper, you pop your popper
You're gonna puke cause you're fuckin stoned

And you're never gonna fuck the prom queen
And you're never getting off the bench
The kegstand record's still sixty seconds
and you're never gonna beat it cause you're fuckin dead

smash o' glass and the skulls start killing you
and ripping your arms and legs right off of you
and murdering the fuckin shit right outta you
and the skulls ain't gonna call it 'til you're dead and ate

smash a glass and the skulls start killing you
and ripping your arms and legs right off of you
and murdering the fuckin shit right outta you
and the skulls ain't gonna count it 'til you're dead and ate

skull party
skull party
mother mother mother motherfuckin skull party

Tim got bloody and it's fuckin tits
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