SQ: Them;s some awesome lyrics. I musta missed them. I loved Lonesome Cowboy Burt:

When I get off, I get plastered.
I drink till I fall on the floor.
Find me some communist *******
N’ stomp on his face till he don’t
Move no more.

Come on in this place
An’ I’ll buy you a taste.
You can sit on my face.
Where’s my waitress?
Opal, you hot little *****!