| Song | Fire Baugh |
| Artist | Circle Jerks |
| Album | Wonderful |
| 作词 : Circle Jerks | |
| 作曲 : Circle Jerks | |
| Brown and white, enter the night | |
| Opposite sides of the street | |
| No one speaks, no one looks | |
| Their paths shall never meet | |
| An unsuspecting traveler | |
| Stranded in the night | |
| Trapped in a realm of existence | |
| Everybody's right | |
| A voice cries out "Hey Charlie Brown!" | |
| Are you the next vato who's gonna go down? | |
| Heads turn, we told you so | |
| If your car breaks down | |
| Don't take a tow to | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Firebaugh, Firebaugh | |
| A place where no one dreams | |
| Where either race is human waste | |
| It's here that silence screams | |
| Firebaugh, Firebaugh | |
| The outer limits near | |
| Drinking beer's the pastime here | |
| This place is filled with hate and fear | |
| Cornfields die, custard things | |
| See the boredom in their eyes | |
| Low riders, okies look for romance | |
| Is this the place where the blackbirds dance? | |
| Three men one woman sit at the bar | |
| She's the town whore, the village star | |
| Who'll be the one to get up her dress? | |
| Pass on by avoid this mess | |
| [Chorus] | |
| If by chance your car breaks down | |
| Keep your ear close to the ground | |
| You might end up on the wrong side of town | |
| What can you do? They're plotting your mouth |
| zuò cí : Circle Jerks | |
| zuò qǔ : Circle Jerks | |
| Brown and white, enter the night | |
| Opposite sides of the street | |
| No one speaks, no one looks | |
| Their paths shall never meet | |
| An unsuspecting traveler | |
| Stranded in the night | |
| Trapped in a realm of existence | |
| Everybody' s right | |
| A voice cries out " Hey Charlie Brown! " | |
| Are you the next vato who' s gonna go down? | |
| Heads turn, we told you so | |
| If your car breaks down | |
| Don' t take a tow to | |
| Chorus: | |
| Firebaugh, Firebaugh | |
| A place where no one dreams | |
| Where either race is human waste | |
| It' s here that silence screams | |
| Firebaugh, Firebaugh | |
| The outer limits near | |
| Drinking beer' s the pastime here | |
| This place is filled with hate and fear | |
| Cornfields die, custard things | |
| See the boredom in their eyes | |
| Low riders, okies look for romance | |
| Is this the place where the blackbirds dance? | |
| Three men one woman sit at the bar | |
| She' s the town whore, the village star | |
| Who' ll be the one to get up her dress? | |
| Pass on by avoid this mess | |
| Chorus | |
| If by chance your car breaks down | |
| Keep your ear close to the ground | |
| You might end up on the wrong side of town | |
| What can you do? They' re plotting your mouth |