Butane Lies
lyrics by Kort and A. J.
tempo: Allegro Punkino
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Outside on the grass on a summer day
Got nothin' better to do so I just lay
Wishin' I could be out seeking fortune and fame
But the best I can do is build a bucket of flame
Chorus:
I'm telling the truth, it ain't no lie
I just can't seem to find no lye
You ask why I am in such pain
Pennsylvania's outlawed butane
Lighting the fire, I'm having a ball
Fill my mouth with rubbing alchohol
Spit in the bucket, make the flames high
Now I gotta kiss my eyebrows goodbye
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