In Your Face Lyrics


sorry about your luck, muther fucker

last call was last night.

you been out, falling for poon tricks,

but i'm thinking about, tomorrow's liquor fix.

sunday morning, Indiana,

bible belt law from below.

i been stocking and saving, like some kinda booze packrat,

drinking all day, until i'm laid out flat.

it's got got me chugging. in your face.

it's got a got me chugging. in your face.

in your face.

i'm chugging in your face.