Bangover - Knee High Fox

Bang your head

I’ll bang your head off

Bang your head

I’ll bang your head off

I grew up in a teenage wasteland

Old school, collar broken, buckled up

Beggin' for beer and cigarettes, I—

Didn’t wanna smoke ‘em, wanna see what I can get

Got stoned to punk rock and hip-hop

And sex behind the candy shop (shop)

With this skinny joke, a Mustang

Dope, C-caine, an earring, a six pack

And I like that, and I like that

And like every single weekend

Oh, oh…

Every single weekend

Oh, oh…

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off-off-off-off-off

Bangover

Bangover

We party at the rock show

Get Lolita low

Motherfuckers mosh and shit

I’ll lick your bloody lip

‘Cause when I’m up here

And you’re down there

You put your fists up

I’m feelin' mad love

We’re all dirtbags, no riches or ice

Angry ass crazy bitch

Show me your tits and I like that

And you like that

And like every single weekend

Oh, oh…

Every single weekend

Oh, oh…

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off-off-off—head off

Bang!

Bang!

And like every single weekend

Oh, oh…

Every single weekend

Oh, oh…

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang your head off

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang your head off

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang your head off

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang your head off