| He doesn't know what he's gonna say, | |
| Put in the unit to deplete | |
| Ozone Layers, | |
| Unemployment is my scene, | |
| Brain dead - the fumes | |
| I breath, | |
| Put in the unit to deplete | |
| Ozone Layers, | |
| Carp fucking sucks, | |
| Too dumb to care, | |
| The S.B-Goleta connection, | |
| Feelin' like a champion, | |
| All aboard the lagwagon, | |
| It's fast enough for me, | |
| Slow, Me, | |
| And, My, Friends, | |
| On the Couch, | |
| Give me a sofa, and some snacks | |
| The idiot box-that | |
| T.V trash | |
| The V.C.R, some stupid films, | |
| The remote control, | |
| Fuck the bills, | |
| There's no point in a job, | |
| The pay just sucks if you're a slob, | |
| I'm not lying, | |
| I'm lazy, | |
| And all my friends are just like me, | |
| Garga jibs and metal riffs | |
| Beer bongs and bong hits | |
| I fucking hate that scene | |
| Santa Barbara boredom | |
| Goleta-postmortem | |
| Small town minds, | |
| Can you relate to me? | |
| All aboard the lag wagon (repeat 9 times) | |
| Laggin'! Can you please slow down, please? | |
| Stop! Can you please slow this thing down, please? | |
| Stop! Can you please slow this down? | |
| Stop! |