Из альбома: Royal Trux
Andersonville
Bloated sow in some flood, drowned
A crowd surrounds
Just a field of weeds waving their hands
15 friends, 7 what graduated into extra sleep
Five on the way to the field
And three had not the strength to shield their balls
From the oaths kicked to them from behind the posts
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Jack me some general
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Jack me some Jane