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Stokin' the Neighbors (live)

Sunday night's a perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn

And I'm drunk and at the helm before too long

And Chris will gladly ride shotgun navigating seems like fun

Drunk and out of gas we drive around and crashWe drivin' through the yard there's nothin' we can do

Dave's behind the wheel and he's had more than one or two

Suburban families slumber in civility awakened to the sights

And sounds of the yard they're blowin' down in their death machineDrive, drive, drive, drive, drive, driveDave's a midnight landscaper he's workin' over time

And he is full throttle, full throttle tonight, alright

He was almost home, just one more block

He had to hit that last mailbox dumped it in a ditch, ain't that a bitchDave had to run, Dave had to bail

He was havin' too much fun to spend that night in jail

He had no triple a for a tow truck

I called 'em anyway only to hear them say, hey pal, you're fuckedDave's a decent guy like most of us until he drinks

And then his liquid mind takes over how he thinks

And then all that matters is havin' fun pullin' off the next beer run

On one too many nights, the party's overYou drivin' through the yard, there's nothin' you can do

Dave's behind the wheel and he's had more than just a few

Suburban families slumber in civility, awakened to the aftermath

The neighbors have been stoked

Songwriters

Dion Di Mucci; Ernie MarescaPublished by

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