Album by The Briefs
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