Not Pussified - Heene Boys Lyrics


"I hate these pajamas! These pajamas aren't stitched for me!"
"Pajamas are pussified!"

Listen to our story'bout three school kidsWe're on Wife Swap, we're not some pigsWe go storm chasin' with Mom and DadAnd a tornado would make us glad
We eat Slim Jims, we're out in the road
Drop our pants, take a big loadTexas, Colorado, Dallas, AmarilloSouth Dakota, North Dakota, and Kansas City, too
Oklahoma City, girls got big titties (AAAAH)
Gainesboro, Wichita, Omaha, too

Half past the monkey's ass, quarter to his balls
We chase dust devils, get sand in our pants
Our flies are itchin', it's the fire antsIf you're trying to [unintelligible] us, and can't keep up
If you're talking about me, you can shut the [AAAH] up
That's my momma, on a big white axPeople are watching, you pay the cash
[Mom's guitar solo]
My name is Ryo, I love the big trains
I run your ass over if I think you're a painThat's my poppa and he's making it stick
Take it away, Daddy--he ain't no dick!
[Dad's harmonica solo]
I am Bradford, I am number oneI get good grades, and have some funWe are the Heene boys, we're not pussified
We eat baked beans, now we're fortified

Beans, beans, good for your heart
The more you eat, the more you fart
The more you fart, the better you feel
So eat beans, beans for every meal
We go to school to get an education
No home school--that's pussification!My name is Falcon, I'll kick you in the nuts
I hate big [unintelligible], I think you're a putz
I walk into my backyard with my dick in my handI give all my [growl] BoogermanI look up in the tree, what do I see?
I see [?] tryin' to pee on me
So I pick up a rock, throw it at his [growl]He fell to the floor and his [growl] fell off
I took him to the doctor and the doctor said
"Sorry 'bout that, he's dead!"We are the Heene boys, we are fortified
We're not whipped punks, we're not pussified!
We are the Heene boys, we are fortified
We're not whipped punks, We're not pussified

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