Scottish Handcuffs Lyrics

Brooklyn, New York, hanging out at Duff's*
Everywhere we go we wear Scottish Handcuffs
In Switzerland in Bern one pissed a Bed
We even got a pic in Kiev with Shrek
We meet new friends in a lot of crazy places
Double fisted having fun, and end up with shitfaces
Are you Guns 'n Roses? Do you need a light?
Leave Madam Satan, Those guys wanna fight
Stripclubs and a nudybar
Building a pit in the back of your car
Almost arrested with a police colt
Not playing Rio with 60 Volt
With you're head through the ceiling Snuff Jägermeister for the feeling
Missing Flights, there were Russian women, so f*ck it!
Sleeping in the Projects with cash in my pocket
Junks shitting in trashcans
People got beheaded
Flippin our van in a Mexican desert
Monkeys in jeans on the "Red Square"
Feeding Vegetarians a f*cking lot of meat
Playing everywhere we can with our Groovy Gore Beat
Be double fisted or wear your Scottish chain
Be drunk and ginding and I'm sure we'll meet again!!!

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