Darby Crashing Your Party

Banned from the bar and barred from the club Then clubbed by the cops for copping some drugs Then drug down the street by his self-abuse A candy man hanging from a self-tied Nuisance in public with panties and bra he's Not like the Beaver of Harriet and Ozzys He's the bastard son of the Colonel Kurtz Lucille Ballbuster, Crystal Methyl Mertz I wasn't born this way, I was raised Not by wolves but by Jews, I was guilted and hazed A middle-class clown waging lower class war A Beverly Hillbilly peeled off the floor The erratic irreverent reverend that wreaks Havoc and wreckage whenever he speaks I'm not the first, I'm your last second shot A film about grave robbing without a plot Throwing a party, I'll Darby Crash it My Captain Sensibilities tells me to smash it up I am the shit smeared in your pillowcase I'm not the texting, I'm the upper case Rantin' and cursin', he sings in the third person and then I'll catch myself and start singing about me again Because of your hair lip, I shaved your moustache Your Donner Party has just been Darby Crashed I'm anti-Christ, the unoriginal sin The 10 months of relevant Johnny Rotten I am the victim in victimless crimes Painting the town red between the lines Losing is delightful when you always win That's why I push my chips GG all-in --- Darby Crashing Your Party - NOFX