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Buzzbomb From Pasadena
(album: Give Me Convenience Or Give Me Death)
Buzzbomb buzzbomb macho-mobile
The road´s my slave, that´s how I feel
I cruise alone, I cruise real far
Shoo young punk!
I love my car Cross Nevada at 110
Highway 50 and there´s nobody there
Sign says, ´Next sign 30 miles!´...
My pension comes
Each penny saves buys more escape from home
I´d rather carouse around all day
Than move into a home
Plow through rest area San-o-Lets
Splat goes the lonely salesman
Still wanking in the men´s room...
Buzzbomb buzzbomb tape up loud
Lawrence Welk cranked up to 10
Faster faster in my car
Buzzbomb is my pride and joy
King of the trailer court
Waiting for a nice young man
Who´ll love me for my car
Who tells me why I´m cool
Tells me just what I like
When I pretend he´s here
Shred through Palm Springs across the golf course
Cops ´round here scratching their heads
Flashing sirens, State patrol... uh oh
They´re scuffing up the side of my car
They´re shooting out my tires
This ain´t no way to go to heaven
Buzzbomb cornered at the 7-11

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