The Amps

Cottonhead, cottonhead I say I will not Go to Sobercity I won't Curtailed times, Once all the best was mine Tipp City, I'm still here Tammy all day I hate old people I do Everything dispensed that we missed The busting studs said it was good Whoa----

From the valley of the missing High lonesome, no pity boy Bragging party just beginning All the tales, mythic noise No cotton, no chloroform Don't throw me off the dorm You know what I mean Fur is flying, I'm on your team Here are hills, dales, and d

Now I like to get loud I like to go to the other side Just to think, you were just passin' by Ridin' around You spat in my eye Just to think, you were just passin' by We were hike to hike Breezing by You broke the pace Just a twisted kid, never learn