Round up, holler girl
Ah, I will sing
Title TK
If I don't black out

Dumb made for [bad word] 
And missing from the party
That boy spun out
Hold what you've got

While Xenia twists up
The sky
Akron flakes out
Grindcore little fury
I feel hot tire
Why is it floating in
My beer
Hold what you've got

My big [bad word] 
On your big face
The one-eyed jazz
As hickeys fade

Round up, holler girl
We'll all need bigger uniforms
It's been a few days
And I know I will have spun out
Hold what you've got

My big [bad word] 
On your big face
The one-eyed jazz
As hickeys fade
Grindcore little fury
If I don't black out

Hold what you've got [5x]