Hot Dogger Blues - B side

Verse 1: Heard it again at the park last night, Same old joke, just trying to pick a fight. “Braces eats off the floor,” they say, Think they’re clever, think it’s play. Laughs and winks, yeah, I get it, dude, But I’m done with your trashy attitude. Pre-Chorus: So sick of whispers, sick of the stares, Your smug grin and the way you glare. One more word, you’ll get what’s due, I’m not the slob—you’re just crude. Chorus: You talk your shit, say it with a smirk, Think it’s funny? Yeah, you’re just a jerk. Keep running your mouth, see what you get, I’m not your punchline, don’t forget. Hot dog this, hot dog that, Guess who’s gonna get the last laugh? Verse 2: Rumors spread like your bad breath, Picking fights like you’re flirting with death. Get a life, find a new game, I'm not playing in your twisted shame. Park bench kings with nothing to show, Yapping mouths, but your brains are slow. Pre-Chorus: So sick of whispers, sick of the stares, Your jokes are old, nobody cares. Talk is cheap, so are you, Your stories? Yeah, they’re see-through. Chorus: You talk your shit, say it with a smirk, Think it’s funny? Yeah, you’re just a jerk. Keep running your mouth, see what you get, I’m not your punchline, don’t forget. Hot dog this, hot dog that, Guess who’s gonna get the last laugh? Bridge (shouted with gang vocals): Keep pushing, keep shoving, But I’m done with your nothing. Floor food? Screw your lies, Watch your back, no more tries. Final Chorus (more aggressive): You talk your shit, say it with a smirk, Think it’s funny? Yeah, you’re just a jerk. Keep running your mouth, see what you get, I’m not your punchline, don’t forget. Hot dog this, hot dog that, Guess who’s gonna get the last laugh? Outro: Not your joke, not your pawn, Guess who’s laughing when you’re gone. (Fast guitar outro, abrupt finish)