Pale Mama Jones,
I'm curious
How'd you bloat those coffers
Odds are the gods are furious
Pale Mama Jones,
My Mama Jones always do the right thing
At the school bake sale, with her Dixie Cups
Of white lightning, lightning
Slip into your cleats
When you feel hoofbeats
You're a two-shoes goody
With your footy pajamas on
Devil's in the deets,
In the nosebleed seats
From the Mariana trench
To the Amazon
Pale Mama Jones,
I'm serious
How'd you bloat those coffers
Odds are the gods are furious
Got a few grays and a few stowaways in the sideburns
Little mean hairs messing round round
Guessing what your hide earns
Slip into your cleats
When you feel hoofbeats
You're a two-shoes goody
With your footy pajamas on
Devil's in the deets,
In the nosebleed seats
From the Mariana trench
To the Amazon
Hey, hey little thuggies,
Little little thuggies, hey hey
Victoria Gilbert - vocals
Lauren London - vocals
Laura Sagolla - vocals
Russell Schwartz - vocals
Geoffroy Sisk - lead vocals
Roy Sexton - vocals
Copyright 2012 Zach London