Drāno Bombs & BB Guns

I'm feelin' cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs
And somebody drunk up all tha damn milk
Guess you'll have that sorta thing
But only on them big jobs

It's hard to play guitar with dishpan hands
But I guess the meaning of life
Is doin' shit you don't wanna do

Wish I could relive my teenage years
I woulda raised alot more hell
While I still had the chance

That's not to say I didn't have my share of fun
That's pretty much all I'm good at
But once you turn 18, the law looks at things differently

Vandalism, disturbing the peace, that kinda shit
Messing with the natural order of things in my small town
Was my favorite thing to do, besides gettin' fucked up

Always enjoyed playing with fire
Maybe a little too much
I have the scars to prove it

Practiced marksmanship in my backyard
I could nail a Starling at 200 yards
Or split a MiniBic in half at 50

Needless to say, my neighbors didn't fuck with me
When I wasn't McGuyvering bowls and bongs out of everything imaginable
I was rigging up potato guns and Drāno bombs

Id give anything just to.have the time
To be a fucking sociopath
And not be forced to suffer this monotonous existence