Piss Up A Rope

My dinner's on fire while she watches T.V.

And if you ever wonder what it's like to be me

She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes

Yells at my buddies and insults my folks

I'm breakin' my back doin the best that I can

She's got time for the dog and none for her man

And I'm no dope, but I can't cope so hit the fuckin road and piss up a

rope

A you can piss up a rope

And you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin'

Pack your bag I don't need the ag

On your knees you big booty bitch start suckin'

You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle

Now you're up shit's creek with a turd for a paddle

And I can't cope, a piss up a rope

A you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble

You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle

For the last six months I been packin' your bag

You can wash my balls with a warm wet rag

Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk

I'm sick of your mouth and your two percent milk

And I can't cope, a piss up a rope