Punk Polka

[Verse 1]
Well, me and my buddy left our home in Kentucky
Started headin' for the city lights
Up I-75, make a right on 95, gonna take in all the tourist sights
I got an old girlfriend, used to ride her now and then
Said to visit any day or night
Well, I don't reckon we'll be doing any neckin'
But it's cheaper than a hotel, right?

[Verse 2]
Well, we hit those lights just about midnight
Half-loaded, gonna raise a little heck
Lookin' for a bar with a country star
But we landed in this discotheque

[Chorus 1]
Look at them half-naked negros neckin' on the floor
Look at all them fairy faggots lookin' for a score
Wеll, I might be a hick from the sticks but I won't say no more
'Causе the mafia hit men checkin' IDs just threw me out the door

[Verse 3]
Well, my buddy and I stopped a feller passin' by
"Could you tell us how to get downtown?"
He was high as a rocket, put his hand in his pocket
Pulled a gun and backed away with a frown
Well, we happened to be in front of CBGB's
Inside we heard a rock & roll sound
The band was actin' queer, paid a dollar for a beer
But we couldn't find a place to sit down

[Chorus 2]
Look at all them piss-end punksters pukin' on the floor
Look at that half-drunk jet setter dressed up like a whore
Well, I might be a hick from the sticks but I'm headed out that door
Gonna jump in my Plymouth, make a B-line for the limits
I ain't never comin' here no more
Look at them half-naked negros neckin' on the floor
Look at all them fairy faggots dressed up like a whore
Well, I might be an [?] but I'm headed out that door
Gonna jump in my Plymouth, make a B-line for the limits
I ain't never comin' here no more
This ain't no life for a fellow with a wife
I ain't never comin' back no more