(words and music by: z. walters)nnfully loaded like an M-16, like walter winchell had exploded check the inseamntake a breath and spit cause i cannot singnif you do you're a fool gonna push you, with a stick or a pick or a shovel fool,nwheel barrel automatic or anothernnbut anyways back to the pooridge i was cookinnhate being lonely so i'm always overbookinngoodlookin lady make me wanna keep on lookinnbut i can't stand famennturned on my mtv, must be something wrong with me, ncause i can't see what all the dilettantes see,nwe're not on teen beat magazine but we don't quitensuck like a suction machine, sell out, sell outnyeah join the teamnn