Trinket Trading Tick Tooting Toothless Tired Tramps Or The 7 Ts Lyrics by Guttermouth

Trinket Trading Tick Tooting Toothless Tired Tramps Or The 7 Ts Lyrics

    Dancing round in circle staring at the sky
    Spending hours on a corner trying to hitch a ride
    Your girlfriend is filthy and stoned out of her mind
    She hasn't had a shower since 1969

    You can't even read you can't even spell
    Begging and loafingis all that you do well
    Your heads full of lice you navels full of lint
    Don't you fucking breath on me go get yourself a mint

    Frisbee playing hitchikers are lame...
    God damn hippies always smell like shit, piss, hemp and eggs

    Stringing lots of beads really ain't that neat
    Dirty, drowsy hippie you need to wash your feet
    Daisy pickin fruit cake always low on cash
    Take your magic beans and shove them up your ass!

    Nothing i hate more dirty hairy chicks
    The only things that like them are gnats, fleas and ticks
    Always out to lunch always so confused
    I wonder if they'va ever own a fucking pair of shoes

    Frisbee playing hitchikers are lame...
    God damn hippies... smell!

    Stupid lazy can't hold a job

    I'd love to disinfect you, shower you with bleach
    Rock collecting moron, nothing but a leech
    Make you clip you toenails, make you cut your hair
    Rid the world of hippies, purifies our air

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