Grandaddy - f** the Valley Fudge lyrics

Siamese, Portuguese, dirty knees, look at these Rookies around us, aren't you glad you found us? Now if you are who you say you are, get up here to the bar We'll plot out a plan to take down the man We'll start with that new future superstore and steal all their Decorative rocks, we'll fight all their rent-a-cops And for the freeway maintainers who a**ist our escape We got sandwiches, chips and cold Gatorade We'll expose all the bicyclists who really are DUI students who can't drive their cars And we'll take stucco dust and wet drywall sludge Combine 'em just right to make f** the valley fudge Apple bee's, Chuck E. Cheese, dirty deeds Don't you see? 'f** the valley' fudge, it's my hate, my love Nepalese, antifreeze, calories, can't you see? 'f** the valley' fudge, it's my hate and my love 'f** the valley' fudge, it's my hate and my love 'f** the valley' fudge, my hate, my love 'f** the valley' fudge 'f** the valley' f**