Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By The Briefs, starin at the ceiling
i don't think about nothin
don't care about
By The Briefs, I hate strip malls, bathroom stalls,
Mini marts, rules, and laws
I
By The Briefs, where is the freedom of choice?
the tv says
"we'll be
By The Briefs, That boy was killed by ants
They bit him hard
There
By The Briefs, oh well i woke up this morning
in a terrible
By The Briefs, Those presidents they make me sick,
Now what's the use of
By The Briefs, Hey, Hey, Hey
It's an orange alert, time to go and
By The Briefs, I was alone and I was so confused
but then
By The Briefs, These are thee things that belong to me
Nothing thats worth
By The Briefs, well we were talkin just a touch
he wasnt educated