"Eat a bag of shit. You suck
I can't believe the luck you have."
It's not bestowed upon me
And my pants are falling down
I would have another drink
Except it might be poisoned by my mind
And my pants are falling down
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't know what you've been drinking
But pour another one for me
[Chorus]
My pants are falling down
The room is spinning around
My stomach is making funny sounds
I'm falling down, I'm falling down
"Fuck you, I hate you," is all she said
As she slapped my face and spit beer on me
And my pant are falling down
She said, "You're a no good, ugly, dumb
Stupid punk rocker with a bad haircut
And your pants are falling down
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't know what you've been
Smoking but pack another bowl for me
[Chorus x2]
