Filthy Drunks

These filthy rotten drunks Are sitting in their lone despair Waiting for a savior To escort them to their lair And they believe in nothing Nothing always goes nowhere Let the people search for n' answer We'll be here until it's there And you may say we'll never win Or say we'll never care We'll still be here to ruin Your plans for silence and clear air I'll shout my nonsense loud Try to stop if you dare You bore the crowd, don't be so proud Sit in your stupid chair And you may feel uncomfortable With our rudeness and our smell If love is god - then we are Satan Burn you all in hell!