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New site? Maybe some day.
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lookin for a fiddle, upright bass, and whatever else will work in this supergroup. we're all in our 20's and early 30s, drunk maniacs, and from the swamps of northern CT hence the term swamp yankee.
yuppie faggots need not apply
wargozer@hotmail.com |
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lookin for a person to fiddle my uptight ass
yuppie faggots need not apply
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Hoser can play fiddle. Ask dya.. He was looking for similar things |
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hoser is too polite for this group. that and he lives pretty far away |
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when you put this together... i will have gigs for you |
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when you put this together... i will have gigs for you |
thats good to know. we already got a reply from some dude who plays the upright |
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awesome... ya i got a blues rock project with same attitude... mostly songs about whiskey and womens. we are the tuesday house band at the lucky dog and could def set some shit up.
rawwwk |
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nice, maybe when our drummer is off probation and can leave the state we'll do a tour |
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(intro)
bag of weed
18 pack of bud
im like a pig
in my own mud
(chorus)
cruisin towards a fast death seein if this my last chance, gonna get hammered and drive. i got a trunk full of homemade fireworks i hope i dont get a DUI.
(verse)
I see a lady over yonder, I cant help but wonder, is that trooper Desso's wife. then the booze starts a-speakin, and for nothing but shits and giggles, im gonna try to fuck her tonight
(verse 2) Im barrelin down that old dirt road, joint in mouth im gettin stoned, tryin to avoid the law. Begley is rollin, they dont call him taser tim for nothing, please excuse him he got short man's syndrome |
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