Letras:Product Of Waste. Beer Balls.

I'm tryin' hard to stay calm
but you keep talkin' shit
Only so much I can take
before I fuckin' flip
You're intoxicated
so you don't have any fears
I wanna turn that liquer
in your stomach into tears

Those aren't your real balls
those are your beer balls

Guess you won't be happy till we're stompin' on your fuckin' head