Dirty Pants
Read Dirty Pants lyrics by Smog on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Dirty Pants
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
And so I dance in dirty pants
A drink in my hand
No shirt and broken tooth
Barefoot and beaming
The crowd is stomping
Stomping a song
For me to dance to
Break glass and give in
My head is springing
Blood ringing
So I walk down to the creek
And I slither in
I catch my breath
Icy cold
Then I walk out to your house
And let myself in
Back you into the corner
And I multiply
I could toll endlessly
Into the bottomless night
God does not answer this type of prayer
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Dirty Pants"?
Smog performs "Dirty Pants", and this lyric page sits inside the Smog catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Dirty Pants"?
Yes. The related section below points to A Guiding Light and Held with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Smog?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Smog's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Dirty Pants yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.