Cops Of Solvang
Polka - waltz!
Now the cops in solvang
They piss me off
Taunting and fucking with us
Making us soft
Pulling us over
And searching our rides
Looking for the dope and other things I might hide
Fuck you pigs go to hell
Grab my neck, they just will
Fuck with my homies yeah fuck with my friends
Look out bitch cos I'll save the day
Polka - waltz!
Now the aggies in the back
School parking lot
They never learned to read or write
Cos they never were taught
Roping their cattle and spitting their chew
Hitting on their sisters and their cousins too
Here's that piece of shit come on fuck
Raping them girls, making a fuss
Look out bitch cos i'll pack your town
And ill punch your ass like a rodeo clown
Polka - waltz!
Now the preppies in the pit
They think they are king
Talkin about their new clothes
Doin tha social thang
Lay back in the beamer that daddy bought
In high school its easy, but in the real world its not
Fuck off to the store behind your preppy homes
Number that femur fletcher jones
Look at that she's so fucking cool
Bitch look out im the new fool
Polka - waltz!
This is for all the pro-hemp muthafuckas out there
Now the stoners in the crowd
Their always kickin back
Basing their whole day around
Scoring another snack
They never brush their teeth and they never comb their hair
And if you want to get high, they're always there to share
Always blunt always stoned
Always on crack till the muthafucka burned