Jason… the Dragon - Weedeater

I’m going home, back where I belong, know what I mean*

I’m right behind you, you smell like fuck, beside yourself,

worth half as much, ten pounds of shit, in five pound

bags, abandon ship and burn that fucking flag, burn

the goddamn flag, mud guts like dirt ball, out by my

truck, dirt road style voodoo, like bagged up junk, fat

like a tick, old toothless hag, abandon ship, and burn

that goddamn flag, burn that fucking flag, I stole your

home, it’s not where you belong, know what I mean