Song:  Truckdriving Neighbors Downstairs

[AUTHOR'S NOTE:]
 This was done in a fit of bordem on day, when I should have been doing
 my homework (OK, whatever).  Some of this might not be right, mainly
 the spelling.

NOTE:  THIS SONG CONTAINS LARGE AMMOUNTS OF PROFAINTY!  THOSE OFFENDED
BY EXPLICED LYRICS SHOULD NOT READ ANY FUTHER!

For those of us with reall lives, just press  to read
TRUCKDRIVING NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS





















Intro. (not sung):
"Come on, motherfucker, put your cloths on, come on!"
"You lousy puke!  Why don't you call your mommy?"
"You're a fuckin' drunk! (Background) Come on, motherfucker."
"Yeah, I'm a fuckin' drunk, buy you're a lousy low-life who can't do
 nothing for himself!"

TRUCK DRIVING NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS (yellow sweat):

Acid casulty, with a repossed car
Ceitnam vet playin' air guitar
it's just a SHIT KICKIN' SPEED TAKIN' TRUCKDRIVIN' NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS
yeah, yeah
whiskey-stain, buck-toothed, backwoods creep
grizly bear, motherfucker, never goes to sleep
it's just a SHIT KICKIN' SPEED TAKIN' TRUCKDRIVIN' NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS
ow yeah, yeah
belly floppin' naked in a pool of yellow sweat
screamin' jackass with a wet cigarett
it's just a SHIT KICKIN' SPEED TAKIN' TRUCKDRIVIN' NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS
ohh, oh my goodness
ohh, ohh, oooooo, ohhhh ahhhh, oooo ahhh
pyscotic breakdown double edged axe growin' hair like a shag-rug over 'is
greasy back
its just a SHIT KICKIN' SPEED TAKIN' TRUCKDRIVIN' NEIGHORS DOWNSTAIRS
oh my goodness, oh my goodness
ohh, oh my goodness, ahh yeah
come on, honey, feel the breeze, feel the breeze
come on honey, feel the breeze
oh my goodness, oh honey feel the breeze

PS to those who own the CD:
Isn't the noise on the bonus tracks cool?

--Raistlin@dkeep.com