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Punk Rock Candy Mountain Lyrics - Singles - The Bone Fags

One evening as the moon came out and we had a joint a burning 

Down the alley came a punk rocker, and he said "dudes I'm not turning 

"I'm headed for a town that's far away, does my face look like Im clownin 

"So come with me, we'll go and see the Punk Rock Candy Mountains" 

 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains there's a show that lasts all night 

And they never charge a cover and youll never see a fight 

The taxis drive ya around for free and no one gets in your way 

No bloods or G's and no hippies 

And no one clings to their one night flings 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains 

 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains you can never break your legs 

And for the price of a forty ounce you can buy yourself a keg 

Cause stores are made for you to loot and ya never gotta pay 

Oh I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow 

Just the kind that you put up your nose 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains 

 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains you'll never see a clock 

And the little streams of PBR come a-trickling down the rocks 

The shows are never-ending and the bands are all unsigned 

There's a joint for you, go head take two 

Cause you can always do what you wanna do 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains 

 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin 

And you can walk right out of them as soon as you are in 

There ain't no fuckin' assholes, no douche-bags, cops or dicks 

I'm a-goin' to stay where you drink all day 

Where they hung the jerk that invented work 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains 

 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains you'll never go to court 

There are no processing fees and no unpaid child support 

The skate-parks are full of life and ya never wait in line 

No falsification they call taxation 

There's no violation of fuckin' probation 

In the Punk Rock Candy Mountains 

 

I'll see you all this comin' fall in the Punk Rock Candy Mountains 

Are you remember?


Goodtime

Artist: Salu