The Presidents of the United States of America - What The Hell? lyrics

A bringing berry and bringing nickin' near stink like bear Rustlin' 'round these dead boiling weeds So I'm a long thin shat and squeal, not no snake no narrating that can squat me Roast Stick, Roast Stick, all of gear Lying, frying in the desert some Wake up from a frightful night so Boxtops tips and the hating stipend to right So's for out or around the weird Knee deep and sleeping in mud Hausa, don't break a squirt, or sleep sleep sure I'll creeper down What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I doing, doing? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I doing, doing? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I? (Who in the)...Hell am I, the music gut The single lullabys and pouring rain but my umbrellas dry Am I hella high? Am I lie'n or telling the truth? Am I buying or selling to you? Climb to the top then I fell in the roof Now did the ceiling collapse? Cure relax and no stress off your chest, yes puff the green serpent While the judges panel's working so view channel surfin' for sure What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I doing, doing? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I doing, doing? What the hell am I doing here? Where is my? What the hell am I singing about? This bad old banjo is busting sidelong all my beard My brand new baby end He's got all skating skies they should have got that gear What the hell am I singing about? Can't seem to focus my brad on ears Some sort of disconnected sensation What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I doing, doing? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I doing, doing? What the hell am I doing here? What the hell am I? Hell am I? Yeah! Hell am I? Yeah!