Anthrax
Friggin' In The Riggin
(This is originally a song by Sex Pistols..I think, but Anthrax changed the lyrics some.)
Friggin in the Riggin Picture Disc / Penikufesin / Got the Time single
There was a bunch of roadies
And this here is their story
A scurvy bunch of evil twits Who never say they're sorry
They've traveled cross the nations Fuckin' paid vacations We love the schism that they make They're here for the duration
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
The captains name is Rick Whose "Bozo-do" is slick He really thinks he knows it all He's just a Jersey hick
Wanking, cranking, Georgie He always finds an orgy He rubs his balls and picks his nose Letras de cancionesHe's horny Georgie porgie
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
The kind of sleaze is Ring Polaroid's his thing He whipped it out, her teeth fell out And now it's in a sling
From L.A. we have Troy His fetish is Playboy A smelly trout, he'll eat it out Go wash your hands you're M.O.I. Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
John Tempesta is The Joker The Adams apple choker Sandra Bernhard is his twin He'd probably even poke her
The B-boy was John Rooney He was a fuckin' loony He does a rap, he thinks he's black He's soft like Gerry Cooney Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Yo my name is Bill Dur, bouncing is my skill, duh, Smoke ten packs and use my plaque Duh, with my breath I'll kill
Thursby is the lard ass The monitors are his task The sound they made when the band played Was like Ed Trunk with bad gas Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
The photobug is Ambo He'll fill up any hairy hole
We'll blindfold you with dental floss You burnt out fuckin' bimbo
The bottom line is Z
Oh please don't sit on me
Go wipe your hemorrhoid ridden butt
You 1960's hippie!
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
This here was the story About our fuckin' roadies A scurvy bunch of evil twits Who never say they're sorry They've traveled cross the nations Fuckin' paid vacations We love the schism that they make They're here for the duration
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do
From Letras Mania