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Quincy Punx – High Impact Camping lyrics
Load
the Beerbuster in the truck We're
going camping don't give a fuck About
the wildlife or the trees Fuck
the birds and fuck the bees Got
a chainsaw to blaze the trail DDT
to keep the bugs away M-16's
for hunting deer And
a keg of Bud the, king of beers [Chorus
]:Punk
rock party in the great outdoors Lots
of beer & drugs & whores Nothing
could be more hard-core Than
camping with the Quincy Punx Diesel
generator in the camp To
run the stage lights and the amps Plus
bug zapper neon lights And
groupie sluts in fishnet tights A
gallon of gas to start the fire It'll
be some chipmunks funeral pyre We'll
shoot ones with our BB guns And
chop em up just for fun [Repeat
Chorus] The
campsites full of broken glass If
the rangers come we'll kick their ass Our
six-pack holders drown the ducks But
who really gives a fuck At
dawn we've left a blackened crater We're
leaving now but we'll be back later To
add to the pile of beer soaked trash And
burn more trees down to ash [Chorus
2] Its
a wasteland kind of scene Tree-huggers
think we're really mean Nothing
could be more obscene Than
camping with the Quincy Punx
the Beerbuster in the truck We're
going camping don't give a fuck About
the wildlife or the trees Fuck
the birds and fuck the bees Got
a chainsaw to blaze the trail DDT
to keep the bugs away M-16's
for hunting deer And
a keg of Bud the, king of beers [Chorus
]:Punk
rock party in the great outdoors Lots
of beer & drugs & whores Nothing
could be more hard-core Than
camping with the Quincy Punx Diesel
generator in the camp To
run the stage lights and the amps Plus
bug zapper neon lights And
groupie sluts in fishnet tights A
gallon of gas to start the fire It'll
be some chipmunks funeral pyre We'll
shoot ones with our BB guns And
chop em up just for fun [Repeat
Chorus] The
campsites full of broken glass If
the rangers come we'll kick their ass Our
six-pack holders drown the ducks But
who really gives a fuck At
dawn we've left a blackened crater We're
leaving now but we'll be back later To
add to the pile of beer soaked trash And
burn more trees down to ash [Chorus
2] Its
a wasteland kind of scene Tree-huggers
think we're really mean Nothing
could be more obscene Than
camping with the Quincy Punx
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