Here are the main lyrics for National Disgrace

[Intro]
I pledge allegiance to budweiser and free drugs
Peace to Rick James, Anna Nicole Smith, Bill Clinton and Motley Crue
And anyone else who has utilised their fifteen minutes of fame
To realise their true dereams
Of being an absolute jerk-off,
Just to keep the masses entertained
This goes out to learning from the mistakes of others

Bring it on now
Come on
I said come on
I said come on

[Verse 1]
They call me a jerk once they get to know me
But they don't stop calling
They read me well
It's no work if I was phony
I'd win a trophy
Who needs to make records when there's seeds to sell
Freak the bell, and make it all spin crooked
God please help! Too much grim to look at
Grabbed the tree by the limb and shook it
Like "Have you seen my self esteem? Where the hell'd you put it?"
Oh wait, never mind. I found it in a bottle
Drunk at the Troubadour
Talking to a model
Wrecked the rental at Santa Monica Boulevard
I was headed to the El Ray to slap a security guard

[chorus]
Rowdy, stubborn
Loud and arrogant
As American as apple pie and embarrassment
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another National Disgrace
Dumb and ignorant
Drunk and belligerent
Open up your heart y'all
Come on and let me in!
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another National Disgrace

[Verse 2]
The liquor gets hold of the head liver's soul
Blurry on Sixth Street and Red River Road
Last thing I remember was the Ogden Theatre
Backstage bathroom making out with all three of ya!
Kicked out of Topcats, for where I put the vomit at
Finally passed out in a laundry mat
Malnourished and topless
Slurring and obnoxious like
"Yo, we got this!"
The Zodiac Killers 'bout to rock this
Great American Music Hall
Pissin' on the Box Office
Pick apart the detail
Alcohol and females
All around the world same song
Houseton and Ludlow, Maxfish, Vampire
You pour the beer and I'll bring the satire
No prob, I'll play the part of doorknob
And make it look so good you're gonna wish that it was your job

[chorus]

[Verse 3]
It's all about the hangovers. And late check-outs
Maid bangin' on the door like "WAKE UP, GET OUT!"
But come on mami,
Y'all probably don't want me coming out like a zombie
Brushing teeth in the lobby
This is a carrer, not a hobby
Ain't no reason to fear what you wanna see
Hey paparazzi! Don't you wanna watch me
Quote the Fonzi
And then crash his Maserati?
Sweat pants, T-Shirt, mesh hat, blue blockers
Feeding JACK D to a room full of tenny-boppers
Howdy neighbour, take a shot for flavour
Let's debate whether or not we should punch the waiter
I'M JUST KIDDING! Let's love each other
It goesw lick, swallow, suck, in order another
Do what you like
Don't nobody care
It's a sign of succes
Only in America

[chorus]

[Outro]
I didn't cooooome, to start no trouble or hurt no-one
I'm just heeeeeere, to get drunk party and have some fun [x4]

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