Voodoo Glow Skulls Lyrics

Album: Unknown

My Soul is Sick Lyrics

friday, we're bored because there's no place to play

the promoters are fucked because we can't draw a crowd

practice all week to play in my living room

gigging once a month where no one likes what you do

i'm drivin' down magnolia

i see it's like a shrine

drive up to the window, i won't waste any more time

grab for the key, the key to the future

pass out the fliers and clear the furniture

we'll invite the manager if he don't pull the plug

set up the equipment and the band

we'll cut the rug if the cops come

there's got to be a place

that's suited right for us

that has no tight wad owner

who pays us 15 bucks

i wanna kick him in the butt...

motel six...

room 29

motel six...

fun all the time

motel six...

keep the money to ourselves

motel six