For Johnny, to the tune of StarFuckers Inc
my saw sits in the back of the limousine
my drill comes in a wrapper of cellophane
my wire pouts on the cover of the magazine
my shed's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene
I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game
it's called insincerity
shedjackers
shedjackers
shedjackers, inc.
shedjackers
I am every fucking thing and have just a little more
I sold my lock but don't you dare call me a whore
and when I paint you red not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah
(shedlicker)
shedjackers
shedjackers
shedjackers, inc.
shedjackers
all our wood
how did you think we'd get by without you?
you're so vain
I bet you think this song is about your shed
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
now I belong I'm one of the chosen ones
now I belong I'm one of the beautiful ones