Bucket Bong

The band has stopped, the night is young

This bar is closed but there'll be more to come

She whispered softly, I don't wanna be alone

Can me and all my friends come back for cones?

I called ahead, I felt so cheap

Just to make sure my grandma's sound asleep

I should have noticed that her look was kinda smug

She only wants me 'cause I've got the drugs

My mouth was dry, my knees were weak

She held my hand while we walked down the street

I didn't give a shit she got my first name wrong

She only wants me for my bucket bong

She only wants me for my bucket bong

Now we're at home, I'm feelin' scared

'Cause there's no bucket, sink, or vessel anywhere

Now if she wants a bucket, I'll have the last laugh

She'll have to have it with me in the bath

She'll have to have it with me in the bath

She only wants me 'cause I've got the drugs

So there's just vomit everywhere, we just didn't

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

We be the, uh, Johnson's

And we don't be messed with

We be a proud people

We be good neighbors

But we will hurt you

If you mess with us

Okay?

And in a, in a Christian way

I mean, that's the way