YOUR MOTHER'S TATTOO
                                               
                                              I've got a ticket to Your Mother's Tattoo.
                                              I've got a ticket. Do you? I saw that band.
                                              That band sucked. I saw the movie. It was
                                              nothing like the book.
                                              I made a wish. I made it to Dog Dish.
                                              They had come to town and I had heard that
                                              they were good. I saw that band. That band
                                              sucked. The drummer had one arm. His cousin
                                              cut it off.
                                              Electric Chair was in the mood to do the
                                              duty on the groove. I was carded at the door.
                                              I snuck in the fire exit. I saw that band.
                                              That band sucked. That band had one good song.
                                              And it was tuning up their stuff.
                                              I was caller number twenty-three. Now I
                                              know what they mean by radio free. I arrived
                                              on the guest list to see that new band Liquid
                                              Cash. I saw that band. That band sucked. They
                                              are just a logo. Draw it on your butt.
                                              I've got a ticket. I've got a ticket.
                                              I've got a ticket. I've got a ticket. I've got
                                              a ticket to Your Mother's Tattoo. I've got a
                                              ticket. Do you?