Letras:
Hot Apple Pie The Good Life

never see again and get tattooed Catch some fish, catch a buzz Bend some rules just because I want to I'm gonna open wide, take a bite And taste the good life

ll never see again and get tattooed Catch some fish, catch a buzz Bend some rules just because I want to I'm gonna open wide, take a bite And taste the good life

Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie And I'd spend all day long in the basement Torturing rats with a hacksaw And pulling the wings off of flies Those were the good

a damn what religion or race We don't hate Grab you a plate, an' get a taste We're servin' it up, y'all, hot apple pie Hey, hey we gotta say Redneck

biscuits or hot apple pie And I'd spend all day long in the basement Torturing rats with a hack-saw And pulling the wings off of flies Those were the good

. I wanna be southern rotten apple pie I gotta make you bounce cause you know it's do or die. I wanna be southern rotten apple pie I gotta make you bounce

never, ever had it so good, so good, so good, so good. Ice cream on your apple pie, that's good, that's good. Mountain streams of fish fry, yum yum, that's good

a damn what religion or race, We don't hate. Grab you a plate, an' get a taste. We're servin' it up, y'all: hot apple pie. Hey, hey we gotta say: Redneck

destroyin evil Hot Nikkel, private eye one pistol Aimin at your brain tissue, do or die Said the spider to the fly, "Could this one be tasty?" Like momma apple pie goodness