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Uploaded on Oct 7, 2011
In honor of OU - UT 2011, our favorite song about Texas.
Think about a place that's hot as hell 'Bout dryer than the bottom of a dried out well And I think you know what Texas means to me Ain't got no money Ain't got no jobs The banks are too damn poor to rob So I'd like to say one thing before I leave
Well FUCK you Texas and fuck your Lone Star Beer Fuck that fucking Alamo and fuck them long horned steers Fuck every Dallas Cowboy that ever drawed a breath FUCK you Texas, and Fuck you plumb to death
I worked my fingers to the bone Thought I'd wrote some pretty good songs Til I drew the wrath of the Texas L. C. B. They Jerked my tunes off the honky tonks With a BullShit list of do's and dont's They locked 'em up and throw'd away the key
I'm headed for the border line Any place else will be just fine Long as there's a job and a decent place to sleep Get up each morning with my ass a flexin' And give birth to yet another Texan And write a song as he slips between my cheeks