| Firecrotch |
| Words: Randy Meaning: My dad found a piece of plastic from a wrapper for latex. My dad asked me about it, and being very afraid of the other party's father and his ability to beat the living shit out of me, I said that it must have been Jaime's. I felt really dick, and even though my dad didn't say anything, I wrote this song to tell the tale. Lyrics: My dad came up to me, just the other day He asked me what it was, I didn't know what to say He said he found it on my bedroom floor I guess I forgot to pick it up on the night before I forgot to pick it up and now I'm outta luck I guess I'll make up a story If I don't lie I'm sure I'm gonna die, so I'll blame it on Jaime and Cori Repeat Liar, Liar pants on fire, hangin' from a chicken wire x2 |