f*ck the Valley Fudge lyrics
by Grandaddy
Siamese, Portuguese, dirty knees, look at these
Rookies around us, aren't you glad you found us?
Now if you are who you say you are, get up here to the bar
We'll plot out a plan to take down the man
We'll start with that new future superstore
And steal all their decorative rocks, we'll fight all their rent-a-cops
And for the freeway maintainers who assist our escape
We've got sandwiches, chips, and cold Gatorade
We'll expose all the bicyclists who really are
DUI students who can't drive their cars
And we'll take stucco dust and wet drywall sludge
Combine 'em just right to make 'f*ck the valley' fudge
Applebee's, Chuck E. Cheese, dirty deeds, don't you see?
'f*ck the valley' fudge, it's my hate and my love
Nepalese, antifreeze, calories, can't you see?
'f*ck the valley' fudge, it's my hate and my love
'f*ck the valley' fudge, it's my hate and my love
'f*ck the valley' fudge, my hate, my love
'f*ck the valley' fudge
'f*ck the valley'
f*ck