Sockable Face Club — текст песни (Cherry Poppin` Daddies)

Face Club, pal
I stepped to the urinal
I went and fished with my fly
I`ze tryin` to get a stain off
When I noticed a guy
He was punishin` the Bishop
And zeroed in on my pride
The subtle comedy amused me
But I`m afraid I had to make the peeper die

You`re in my Sockable Face Club
You gotta punchable face, bub
Grab him, nab him
Everything you do makes me feel like you need to get a blackened eye
You gotta a sockable face

Then there was heard a symphony of punchin`
It shattered his glass jaw
Woke up in blood and beer and munchin`
On some red tongue slaw
He kind of laid there burblin` and there arose a stench
Like a million baby diapers
Then something caramelized on his pants

You`re in my Sockable Face Club
You gotta punchable face, bub
You are a sockable guy who how can I say
What I want to get through to you

Pal, punch you in the eggs and make `em runny
Get up and gallop and go
Your mama`s face in my locket
Your friends are diggin` the Ho`
I learned from Larry, Mo, and Curly
Not to take no guff
But sneaky peeky got me surly
I`m a Semper Fi, the kind of guy
Who likes to play rough

Drama, drama, drama, drama -- your face

Hey, there guys step aside, the cleanin` guy is here
To lay that mop and bucket down
Clean up blood and beer
He needs a cigarette `cause he hates work
And he has to put up with a lot of jerks

You`re in my Sockable Face Club
You gotta punchable face, bub
You`re a disgrace to the human race
You got a stupid look on your face