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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Demetra Plakas
Drums
Donita Sparks
Guitar
Jennifer Finch
Bass
Suzi Gardner
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jennifer Finch
Songwriter
Daniel Ray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
L7
Producer
Butch Vig
Producer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Glade told her ma, home scene's lame
I gotta go head into town
Blow some steam at the rock show
Sneak through the back door
And head for the pit
Then some drunk, stupid bruiser
Started givin' her shit
[Verse 2]
Rednecks on parade
Don't cross my line, says Everglade
Everglade
[Verse 3]
He was whippin' through the pit
Knocked her into the stage
She said, have your fun
But stop bein' so lame
This guy was drunk stupid
And he must have weighed a ton
Said, get outta here, girlie
I'm just trying to have some fun
So you wanna have some fun?
Well, break out the big guns
[Verse 4]
Rednecks on parade
Don't cross my line, says Everglade
Yeah, Everglade
Yeah, Everglade
[Verse 5]
He kept it up
His fists started flying
They dodged each punch
As he kept trying
Tripped on his own feet
And hit the floor
Glade tried to pushing
And rolled him out the door
[Verse 6]
So you wanna have some fun?
Well, break out the big guns
[Verse 7]
Rednecks on parade
Don't cross my line, says Everglade
Says Everglade
Says Everglade
Yeah, Everglade
Written by: Daniel Ray, Jennifer Finch