Story Behind the Song
Our band was playing in a smokey biker bar in New Jersey. As we watched the parade of life's detrtus play out before us, one loser after another, we came the conclusion that it was ALL BS. (And, of course, we were part of it!)
Lyrics
I just wanna get myself a pleasant little buzz, shoot the shit with the fellas, forget the week that was, but here comes slutty Sally, and she's bustin' out her dress, I'm sick of bein' nice to her, who's she tryin' to impress --
I think I found the answer, I'll put it to the test, I'll sell my extra scooter, and head out for the west, and when I get to Bakersfield, you'll know just how I feel, eatin' all that greasy food and never have to deal with BULLSH*T!!
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