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Blowin' Chunks


by Quincy Punx. Buy album CD: We're Not Punx


Drank a twelve pack and smoked six bowls
Now it's starting to takes its toll
Can't hold it in for too long
You're gonna do the technicolor yawn
Now you've got the vicious spins
Doing pennance for your drunkin sins
I think its time to clear throat
I think you know the anecdote
[Chorus:]
Great big piles of chewed up food
Breakfast lunch and dinner too
There's gonna be some wreckage dude
On your shoes
Just exploded on the hallway floor
Couldn't make it to the bathroom door
Crawl across the tiles on your hands and knees
Bathroom floor stinking of pee
Dryheaves, convulsions, wish you were dead
You pass out and you puke in bed
I think its time your clear your throat
I think you know the anecdote
[Repeat Chorus]
Blowin' Chunks!!! [4x]
[Repeat Chorus]




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Album: We're Not Punx (1993) Lyrics
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  1. Nuke Seatle
  2. Blowin' Chunks
  3. Eat A Bowl Of Fuck
  4. Crack Lab (In My Basement)
  5. High Impact Camping
  6. Tina
  7. Young & Dumb
  8. I Hate Coffee
  9. Safety Pins
  10. Don't Talk To Me
  11. Kamikaze
  12. Mutants (Shall Feast On Thine Carcass)
  13. Gun Control
  14. Under My Wheels
  15. Splatter Punk
  16. Stupid People
  17. No Brain No Pain
  18. Jerry Lewis
  19. I Don't Care
  20. I Hate Everyone
  21. Fuck You (If You Can't Take A Joke)
  22. Pain
  23. Sitting In The Backseat Of A Stolen Car

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