Darby Crashing Your Party Lyrics
Banned from the bar and barred from the club
And clubbed by the cops for copping some drugs
Drugged down the street by his self-abuse
A candy-man hanging from a self-tied noose
-ance in public with pennies and [?]
Not like the beaver of Harriet and [?]
He’s a bastard son, a [?]
Lucille, ball-buster, crystal meth [?]
I wasn’t born this way, I was raised
Not by wolves but by [?] I was gilted and hazed
A middle class clown waging lower class war
A Beverly hillbilly peeled off the floor
The erratic irreverent reverend that reeks
Havoc and wreckage whenever he speaks
I’m not the first on your last second shot
A film about grave robbing without a plot
Throwing a party, a darby crashing
My captain’s sensibilities tells me to smash it
[?] shit smeared in your pillowcase
I’m not done texting, I’m the upper case
Ranting and cursing, he sings in the third person and then
I’ll catch myself and start singing about me again
Because of your harelip I shaved your mustache
Your donor party has just been darby crashed
I’m anti-Christ, the unoriginal sin
The [?] that Johnny brought in
I am the victim in victimless crimes
Painting the town red between the lines
Lose against a black hole when you always win
That’s why I push my chips GG all in
