Lord

the boys i mean are not refined

they go with girls who buck and bite

they do not give a fuck for luck

they hump them thirteen times a night



one hangs a hat upon her tit

one carves a cross on her behind

they do not give a shit for wit

the boys i mean are not refined



they come with girls who buck and bite

who cannot read and cannot write

who laugh like they would fall apart

and masturbate with dynamite



the boys i mean are not refined

they cannot chat of that and this

they do not give a fart for art

they kill like you would take a piss



they speak whatever's on their mind

they do whatever's in their pants

the boys i mean are not refined

they shake the mountains when they dance