Jankfest Songtext
von shwarma

Roadies on the road, and he ain′t gonna show
To this mother fucking Jankfest
Coming to you live from this motel dive
In the lot of America's best
And you best believe they′re the best

We go on at five, fuck you and drive
Get the fuck to Jankfest
Lots filling up, so fill up my cup
Time to get some shit off my chest
Jankfest in your face, ain't no hitting the brakes


Bitch dosed my cup and I'm bout to throw up
I′m freakin′ out at Jankfest
Roadies in my grill, saying I need to chill
So get your damn hands off my vest
I threw that fuckin' tool, when I lost my cool

Emily
Emily
Emily
My strings turned to snakes, and I got the shakes

Emily
Emily
Emily
Juicys on the floor, babies asking for more...