I’ve been gone for a month, I’ve been drunk since I left. These so called vacations will soon be my death.

I’ve been gone for a month, I’ve been drunk since I left. These so called vacations will soon be my death.

Ain't that America, home of the free? Little pink houses for you and me.

Asia's crowded and Europe's too old, Africa is far too hot and Canada's too cold. And South America stole our name, let's drop the big one.