Satan Would Sit In The Smoking Section But He Doesn't Like The Creepy Waiter letra

The fragrance of spent ashtrays eminates and the butch waitress is the only woman in my life right now hey flow no need for a menu I know whats coming to me and these scrambled eggs are runny just like my fucking nose wheres my free refill?
Bottomless cup of salvation for my life in a vinyl booth

The Sawtooth Grin - Letras

• A 2 Minute Lecture On The Finer Points Of Instability
• Meat Hook Marty And The Pajama Party
• Please Shit All Over Me I Love It
• Satan Would Sit In The Smoking Section But He Doesn't Like The Creepy Waiter
• Sometimes She Tasted Like Burnt Plastic Smells