Burn It Down

I got six different shoes on my feet

I don't give a mother fuck what you do here's my fee

Here's the number to my bank and your mom got it free

Change my clothes out the door here I go have some tea

Bout to go fuck it up, in the taco truck, picking up a keg or two

Got stank in da front, got Alex in the back, Karli, Nick, B, and a doggie doo

Then we skrrrttt round the corner and you know I gotta a boner for that red-haired goddess that's a rendezvous

Then we went and picked up quick an Irish dancer, Gizzard, and a Christian and a blacked-out Sarah

I cracked, another beer

My friends, they are, all here