Shut up and drink your tears
I'm talking to that loser across the bar and in the mirror
You look so damn pathetic while you're crying in your beer
So, shut up and drink your tears
They aint gonna tell you shit
Quit checking on your phone cuz nobody's calling it
On your heart they took a dump you spewed some word vomit
Aw, they aint gonna tell you shit
Yea well Portland can suck my dick
There aint nothing to do there but fight some racist pricks
I'm tired of drinking Steel Reserve until I'm bloody and sick
Yea Portland can suck my dick
Who said you could touch my dog?
I know he's so damn cute just like a fuzzy little frog
But you just took a shit and didn't wash your hands off
So, who said you could touch my dog?
Well, why don't you get a job?
You're drinking all your money and you're looking like a slob
Do you wanna be 30 and still living with grandma?
Why don't you get a job?
Shut up and drink your tears
You aint no hopeless romantic just a funny little queer
You look so damn pathetic while you're crying in your beer
So, shut up and drink your tears!!
credits
from Who Said You Could Touch My Dog?,
released May 13, 2019
Featuring:
Sam - Washboard
Charlotte Hill, Andrew the Red, Jesse P Vile, Phoenix Jett - Vocals
The latest from French Vanilla mashes up art punk, funk, and new wave into avant-garde pop songs as catchy as they are danceable. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2019