(Verse 1) I woke up late, stomach in a twist, Craving something with a crunchy twist. Ran to the fridge, what did I find? A jar of pickles, now they're all mine! (Chorus) Pickles, pickles, crunchy and green, Best darn snack that I've ever seen. Sour and salty, just my style, Gonna eat 'em up with a punk rock smile! (Verse 2) Slap 'em on a sandwich, or eat 'em straight, Pickles make everything taste great. No need for fancy, no need for frills, Just give me pickles, and I'll pay the bills! (Chorus) Pickles, pickles, crunchy and green, Best darn snack that I've ever seen. Sour and salty, just my style, Gonna eat 'em up with a punk rock smile! (Bridge) From dill to bread and butter too, Every kind will do. As long as they're brined and packed with zest, I'll eat pickles till I'm laid to rest! (Guitar Solo) (Chorus) Pickles, pickles, crunchy and green, Best darn snack that I've ever seen. Sour and salty, just my style, Gonna eat 'em up with a punk rock smile! (Outro) So here's to pickles, my punk rock muse, In every jar, I'll never lose. Crunchy, tangy, and full of bite, Pickles forever, through the punk rock night!
