See You On The Interstate
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
from Jak Locke Goes Too Far (2012 December 18) (2:19)
Say, what's that coming above?
It's getting cold and the sun's all dim
Low rent gamble in between all the levees
Where they hope you know how to swim
You've got one assurance
God don't care if you don't have insurance
Traffic jam
It's a traffic jam
And the interstate's a parking lot
I need a reservation, do you have any rooms?
"Well, I guess that depends how much money you've got"
Let's have a hurricane party!
Skeleton bones mixed with the Bacardi, oh!
Shit and corpses, corpses and shit
Shit and corpses, corpses and shit
Shit and corpses, corpses and shit, oh yeah!
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
It's getting cold and the sun's all dim
Low rent gamble in between all the levees
Where they hope you know how to swim
You've got one assurance
God don't care if you don't have insurance
Traffic jam
It's a traffic jam
And the interstate's a parking lot
I need a reservation, do you have any rooms?
"Well, I guess that depends how much money you've got"
Let's have a hurricane party!
Skeleton bones mixed with the Bacardi, oh!
Shit and corpses, corpses and shit
Shit and corpses, corpses and shit
Shit and corpses, corpses and shit, oh yeah!
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
Fuck fuck fuck the hurricane
earliest live performance: 2005 March 11