I said they would be here so here they are. Rollergirl She's my Rollergirl baby I want to take her for a ride She's my Rollergirl baby She makes me feel alive Eight wheels Steel shoes After I'm with her I'm coming home with a bruise Rollergirl woman I love her Rollergirl woman Gonna roll my world She works a clothes line of a different kind If I asked her to do the laundry I think she'd knock me blind Spandex leather and shoulder spikes That's the kind of outfit I really like Rolling around the rink getting into fights Short skirts flaring over latex tights Oh Rollergirl Woman Oh woe is me I'm just a fan You don't know me Fishnet Stockings Who are those fishnet stockings for Who is the man who will get to roll down Those fishnet stockings to the floor Playing along with your guilty pleasure Those candy apple finger nails What skin will show lines and how many times Will finger nails leave guilty trails Bringing you back to the twisted center I’m picturing A blood red wine stain A candle's dancing flame I’m wondering The need is not true The will is not new How you need to feel it Midnight black hair in the fist of a lover Clenching of teeth in submissive pleasure A wrist gets burned by the ropes that tie it down THEY THEY ALL WANNA BE THE SPOILED KID WHOS GOT MORE THEY ALL WANNA HAVE AN OFFICE ON THE TOP FLOOR THEY ALL WANNA WEAR A SHORT SKIRT TO THE BUS TOP THEY ALL WANNA SPEND THEIR MONEY AT THE HEAD SHOP IF THAT’S FITTING IN YOU CAN LEAVE ME OUT DON’T WANT TO FIT IN WITH THE CITY CROWD OUR MUSIC SOUNDS BETTER WHEN ITS REALLY LOUD AND THAT’S ALL RIGHT WITH ME THEY ALL WANNA CHANGE THE THOUGHTS OF YOURS TO MATCH THEIRS THEY ALL THINK THAT THEIR POINT OF VIEW IS SO FAIR THEY ALL WANNA MATCH THEIR LIPSTICK AND STILHETTOS THEY ALL WANNA SCRATCH THE BACKS OF THE GOOD FELLOWS IF THAT’S FITTING IN YOU CAN LEAVE ME OUT DON’T WANT TO FIT IN WITH THE CITY CROWD OUR MUSIC SOUNDS BETTER WHEN ITS REALLY LOUD AND THAT’S ALL RIGHT WITH ME Slugs in the Garden There's slugs in the garden They come out at night It's a terrible sight How we gonna kill them They're at it again Working out from the stem The work of the men Gone within an evening We don't need no slugs We don't need no slugs We don't need no slugs In the garden There's slugs in the garden They come out at night Out of the light Of a day that would roast them They're at it again The fruit to the root No way we can shoot Them all with vinegar My Wife My wife She doesn't like punk music She says turn it down we just refuse it My wife She doesn't like punk music My wife doesn't like punk rock My wife She doesn't like punk music She says with a coo hey baby come here With the amp at eleven she's hard to hear My wife She doesn't like punk music My wife doesn't like punk rock My wife She doesn't like punk music She thinks 420 is a skateboard trick My wife She doesn't like punk music My wife doesn't like punk rock My wife She doesn't like punk music She'd rather listen to Britney Spears Or sleep with the straight one from “Tears for Fears' My wife She doesn't like punk music My wife doesn't like punk rock My wife She doesn't like punk music She thinks we can only count to four My wife She doesn't like punk music My wife doesn't like punk rock My wife She doesn't like punk music She doesn't think we should play our whole set She likes Lita Ford better than Joan Jett My wife She doesn't like punk music My wife doesn't like punk rock Alaska Burger Condos sprawling lie a disease Dozers are knocking down all of the trees Tractors for sale on the side of the road Cheese curd man thrown out in the cold Where will I get my burger When the farms are gone Where will I get my bread When the farms are gone Where will I get my lettuce When the farms are gone Where will I get my cheese When the farms are gone Alaska is an isolated island At the mercy of the man with the crude We're pissing in our yard to make some quick dough Soon there wont be any land to hoe We're all going to perish for our greed There ain't enough food in Alaska to fill the need We got to wake up and look to the future Save our land, farms and out culture So there you go.