Lyrics Urban Campers - NOFX
This
is
our
home
out
on
the
street
We
are
the
god
of
punk
elite
Could
you
spare
some
thing
vegan
to
eat?
We
need
crown
molding
for
our
squat
I
need
a
new
anchor
for
my
yacht
Would
somebody
like
to
buy
me
an
imported
beer
and
a
shot
We're
not
homeless
we
just
don't
have
homes
Urban
campers
in
commercial
zones
And
when
it
gets
too
cold
we
squat
We
take
our
clothes
off
when
it's
hot
But
we
usually
just
hang
out
in
this
spot
On
the
corner
of
any
street
and
me
I
won't
work
for
food,
but
I'll
fuck
for
pay
All
space
for
pure
and
dma
Do
you
have
an
extra
smoke
and
hey
What
the
fuck
are
you
lookin'
at?
How
'bout
we
don't
get
into
a
fight
Well
i
could
really
use
a
cigarette
and
a
light
We
don't
want
pity
or
respect
We
won't
cash
or
a
check
We're
not
homeless
we
just
don't
have
homes
Urban
campers
in
commercial
zones
And
when
it
rains
we
shout
and
dance
We
sew
patches
onto
our
pants
But
we
usually
just
hang
out
in
this
stance
On
the
corner
of
any
street
and
me
1 Monsters
2 Three String Guitar
3 Urban Campers
4 Fecal Alcohol Syndrome
5 Three Against Me
6 High Achievers
7 Gutter Tarts
8 Bad Decision
9 Missing Child
10 I'm Suicide
11 Let's Get Hurt
12 Safe Words
13 Another Bad Decision
14 Seeping Beauty (Reprise)
15 Bearly Legal
16 Because I Want To
17 Life... Oh What a Drag
18 The Agony of Victory
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