Letras de Canciones de Mad Caddies
Cops of Solvang

polka - waltz! now the cops in solvang they piss
me off taunting and fucking with us making us soft
pulling us over and searching our rides looking
for the dope and other things i might hide fuck
you pigs go to hell grab my neck, they just will
fuck with my homies yeah fuck with my friends look
out bitch cos i'll save the day polka - waltz! now
the aggies in the back school parking lot they
never learned to read or write cos they never were
taught roping their cattle and spitting their chew
hitting on their sisters and their cousins too
here's that piece of shit come on fuck raping them
girls, making a fuss look out bitch cos i'll pack
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/6Xir]
your town and ill punch your ass like a rodeo
clown polka - waltz! now the preppies in the pit
they think they are king talkin about their new
clothes doin tha social thang lay back in the
beamer that daddy bought in high school its easy,
but in the real world its not fuck off to the
store behind your preppy homes number that femur
fletcher jones look at that she's so fucking cool
bitch look out im the new fool polka - waltz! this
is for all the pro-hemp muthafuckas out there now
the stoners in the crowd their always kickin back
basing their whole day around scoring another
snack they never brush their teeth and they never
comb their hair and if you want to get high,
they're always there to share always blunt always
stoned always on crack till the muthafucka burned