Potatoes In The Patty Wagon --look inside for details

**Erica S. Is A Man** · May 2nd, 2004, 09:43 AM

Yep.

Uh huh.

POTATOES!!! They're officially in the paddy wagon....and so am I!

Mike Ness here telling you all to have a wonderful May. Album is going well, in about phase 24532.93450 by now...that's recording just the high E string on just one of my guitars. Here's the official date for the album...good news...it's going to come out in May....May 2006. Can't wait! First single is called 17th Street Blues.

Some other tracks include:

War Is Not The Answer
I Wish I Was J.C. (Johnny Cash)
Chris Reese Blows
(Fuck) Fuck
Mr Green Thumb (Cypress Hill cover)
Welcome To Deutschland
I Will Run Some More!
(Please) Take Me For Granted
Handprints On My Ass Cheeks
Private Bedroom
Angel's Shit (Welfare Mother Shit Yourself To Sleep)
Gabloomifomaniaagnaticalamdociousereeliosis (New Word By MIke Ness!!)
Social Distoriton Sucks

So I was on 17th and Flower and BAM! I hit a mexican. The bitch wouldn't get off my windshield considering he had a ball and chain tied to his leg. He was getting on my nerves. So I said "Don't take me for granted" and pulled out a lead pipe. The man screamed, but I hollared "Bye Bye Baby....Yeah Yeah." So then naked man came and robbed my car. So I walked to John's house in Anaheim...when he opened the door he said "Don't you know it could have been me?" He's kind of the anti-fashion type. He likes to talk about the stories in his life and discuss when he was like an outlaw...Yee Haw. So then an alligator walked up and said "Gee Golly Yolly Booly Dooly Jack Off Sunder Block" And I said WHOH...and then ya. Then a cop pulled my ass over and I said fuck fuck... fuck. He then said It's the Law punk ass bitch mother fucking cunt. I licked him and he said, You're prison bound. So I went to Chino State Pen, and manic hispanic was in there, they said you know you're just born here to lose. I replied by saying, I guess I'm down here with the rest of ya. Goof. Goof. Dribble. Drabble. Boils. and. Babbles. So then I went to the judge and told the facker I wasn't born to follow. He said he didn't give a fuck and that I was wrong. He my my hey poo. So then I got out of prison and got a job at black hole selling crack and stone roses bootlegs. Bah. In the end I could only think one thing, just one god damn thing, one mother fucking thing, that one thing that has haunted me since childhood, that one piece of information that has been my problem since conception, that one fucking thing!

Yep.

Uh huh.

POTATOES!!! They're officially in the paddy wagon....and so am I!

Mike Ness here telling you all to have a wonderful May. Album is going well, in about phase 24532.93450 by now...that's recording just the high E string on just one of my guitars. Here's the official date for the album...good news...it's going to come out in May....May 2006. Can't wait! First single is called 17th Street Blues.

Some other tracks include:

War Is Not The Answer
I Wish I Was J.C. (Johnny Cash)
Chris Reese Blows
(Fuck) Fuck
Mr Green Thumb (Cypress Hill cover)
Welcome To Deutschland
I Will Run Some More!
(Please) Take Me For Granted
Handprints On My Ass Cheeks
Private Bedroom
Angel's Shit (Welfare Mother Shit Yourself To Sleep)
Gabloomifomaniaagnaticalamdociousereeliosis (New Word By MIke Ness!!)
Social Distoriton Sucks

So I was on 17th and Flower and BAM! I hit a mexican. The bitch wouldn't get off my windshield considering he had a ball and chain tied to his leg. He was getting on my nerves. So I said "Don't take me for granted" and pulled out a lead pipe. The man screamed, but I hollared "Bye Bye Baby....Yeah Yeah." So then naked man came and robbed my car. So I walked to John's house in Anaheim...when he opened the door he said "Don't you know it could have been me?" He's kind of the anti-fashion type. He likes to talk about the stories in his life and discuss when he was like an outlaw...Yee Haw. So then an alligator walked up and said "Gee Golly Yolly Booly Dooly Jack Off Sunder Block" And I said WHOH...and then ya. Then a cop pulled my ass over and I said fuck fuck... fuck. He then said It's the Law punk ass bitch mother fucking cunt. I licked him and he said, You're prison bound. So I went to Chino State Pen, and manic hispanic was in there, they said you know you're just born here to lose. I replied by saying, I guess I'm down here with the rest of ya. Goof. Goof. Dribble. Drabble. Boils. and. Babbles. So then I went to the judge and told the facker I wasn't born to follow. He said he didn't give a fuck and that I was wrong. He my my hey poo. So then I got out of prison and got a job at black hole selling crack and stone roses bootlegs. Bah. In the end I could only think one thing, just one god damn thing, one mother fucking thing, that one thing that has haunted me since childhood, that one piece of information that has been my problem since conception, that one fucking thing!

Yep.

Uh huh.

POTATOES!!! They're officially in the paddy wagon....and so am I!

Mike Ness here telling you all to have a wonderful May. Album is going well, in about phase 24532.93450 by now...that's recording just the high E string on just one of my guitars. Here's the official date for the album...good news...it's going to come out in May....May 2006. Can't wait! First single is called 17th Street Blues.

Some other tracks include:

War Is Not The Answer
I Wish I Was J.C. (Johnny Cash)
Chris Reese Blows
(Fuck) Fuck
Mr Green Thumb (Cypress Hill cover)
Welcome To Deutschland
I Will Run Some More!
(Please) Take Me For Granted
Handprints On My Ass Cheeks
Private Bedroom
Angel's Shit (Welfare Mother Shit Yourself To Sleep)
Gabloomifomaniaagnaticalamdociousereeliosis (New Word By MIke Ness!!)
Social Distoriton Sucks

So I was on 17th and Flower and BAM! I hit a mexican. The bitch wouldn't get off my windshield considering he had a ball and chain tied to his leg. He was getting on my nerves. So I said "Don't take me for granted" and pulled out a lead pipe. The man screamed, but I hollared "Bye Bye Baby....Yeah Yeah." So then naked man came and robbed my car. So I walked to John's house in Anaheim...when he opened the door he said "Don't you know it could have been me?" He's kind of the anti-fashion type. He likes to talk about the stories in his life and discuss when he was like an outlaw...Yee Haw. So then an alligator walked up and said "Gee Golly Yolly Booly Dooly Jack Off Sunder Block" And I said WHOH...and then ya. Then a cop pulled my ass over and I said fuck fuck... fuck. He then said It's the Law punk ass bitch mother fucking cunt. I licked him and he said, You're prison bound. So I went to Chino State Pen, and manic hispanic was in there, they said you know you're just born here to lose. I replied by saying, I guess I'm down here with the rest of ya. Goof. Goof. Dribble. Drabble. Boils. and. Babbles. So then I went to the judge and told the facker I wasn't born to follow. He said he didn't give a fuck and that I was wrong. He my my hey poo. So then I got out of prison and got a job at black hole selling crack and stone roses bootlegs. Bah. In the end I could only think one thing, just one god damn thing, one mother fucking thing, that one thing that has haunted me since childhood, that one piece of information that has been my problem since conception, that one fucking thing!

Yep.

Uh huh.

POTATOES!!! They're officially in the paddy wagon....and so am I!

Mike Ness here telling you all to have a wonderful May. Album is going well, in about phase 24532.93450 by now...that's recording just the high E string on just one of my guitars. Here's the official date for the album...good news...it's going to come out in May....May 2006. Can't wait! First single is called 17th Street Blues.

Some other tracks include:

War Is Not The Answer
I Wish I Was J.C. (Johnny Cash)
Chris Reese Blows
(Fuck) Fuck
Mr Green Thumb (Cypress Hill cover)
Welcome To Deutschland
I Will Run Some More!
(Please) Take Me For Granted
Handprints On My Ass Cheeks
Private Bedroom
Angel's Shit (Welfare Mother Shit Yourself To Sleep)
Gabloomifomaniaagnaticalamdociousereeliosis (New Word By MIke Ness!!)
Social Distoriton Sucks

So I was on 17th and Flower and BAM! I hit a mexican. The bitch wouldn't get off my windshield considering he had a ball and chain tied to his leg. He was getting on my nerves. So I said "Don't take me for granted" and pulled out a lead pipe. The man screamed, but I hollared "Bye Bye Baby....Yeah Yeah." So then naked man came and robbed my car. So I walked to John's house in Anaheim...when he opened the door he said "Don't you know it could have been me?" He's kind of the anti-fashion type. He likes to talk about the stories in his life and discuss when he was like an outlaw...Yee Haw. So then an alligator walked up and said "Gee Golly Yolly Booly Dooly Jack Off Sunder Block" And I said WHOH...and then ya. Then a cop pulled my ass over and I said fuck fuck... fuck. He then said It's the Law punk ass bitch mother fucking cunt. I licked him and he said, You're prison bound. So I went to Chino State Pen, and manic hispanic was in there, they said you know you're just born here to lose. I replied by saying, I guess I'm down here with the rest of ya. Goof. Goof. Dribble. Drabble. Boils. and. Babbles. So then I went to the judge and told the facker I wasn't born to follow. He said he didn't give a fuck and that I was wrong. He my my hey poo. So then I got out of prison and got a job at black hole selling crack and stone roses bootlegs. Bah. In the end I could only think one thing, just one god damn thing, one mother fucking thing, that one thing that has haunted me since childhood, that one piece of information that has been my problem since conception, that one fucking thing!

Yep.

Uh huh.

POTATOES!!! They're officially in the paddy wagon....and so am I!

Mike Ness here telling you all to have a wonderful May. Album is going well, in about phase 24532.93450 by now...that's recording just the high E string on just one of my guitars. Here's the official date for the album...good news...it's going to come out in May....May 2006. Can't wait! First single is called 17th Street Blues.

Some other tracks include:

War Is Not The Answer
I Wish I Was J.C. (Johnny Cash)
Chris Reese Blows
(Fuck) Fuck
Mr Green Thumb (Cypress Hill cover)
Welcome To Deutschland
I Will Run Some More!
(Please) Take Me For Granted
Handprints On My Ass Cheeks
Private Bedroom
Angel's Shit (Welfare Mother Shit Yourself To Sleep)
Gabloomifomaniaagnaticalamdociousereeliosis (New Word By MIke Ness!!)
Social Distoriton Sucks

So I was on 17th and Flower and BAM! I hit a mexican. The bitch wouldn't get off my windshield considering he had a ball and chain tied to his leg. He was getting on my nerves. So I said "Don't take me for granted" and pulled out a lead pipe. The man screamed, but I hollared "Bye Bye Baby....Yeah Yeah." So then naked man came and robbed my car. So I walked to John's house in Anaheim...when he opened the door he said "Don't you know it could have been me?" He's kind of the anti-fashion type. He likes to talk about the stories in his life and discuss when he was like an outlaw...Yee Haw. So then an alligator walked up and said "Gee Golly Yolly Booly Dooly Jack Off Sunder Block" And I said WHOH...and then ya. Then a cop pulled my ass over and I said fuck fuck... fuck. He then said It's the Law punk ass bitch mother fucking cunt. I licked him and he said, You're prison bound. So I went to Chino State Pen, and manic hispanic was in there, they said you know you're just born here to lose. I replied by saying, I guess I'm down here with the rest of ya. Goof. Goof. Dribble. Drabble. Boils. and. Babbles. So then I went to the judge and told the facker I wasn't born to follow. He said he didn't give a fuck and that I was wrong. He my my hey poo. So then I got out of prison and got a job at black hole selling crack and stone roses bootlegs. Bah. In the end I could only think one thing, just one god damn thing, one mother fucking thing, that one thing that has haunted me since childhood, that one piece of information that has been my problem since conception, that one fucking thing!

Yep.

Uh huh.

POTATOES!!! They're officially in the paddy wagon....and so am I!

Mike Ness here telling you all to have a wonderful May. Album is going well, in about phase 24532.93450 by now...that's recording just the high E string on just one of my guitars. Here's the official date for the album...good news...it's going to come out in May....May 2006. Can't wait! First single is called 17th Street Blues.

Some other tracks include:

War Is Not The Answer
I Wish I Was J.C. (Johnny Cash)
Chris Reese Blows
(Fuck) Fuck
Mr Green Thumb (Cypress Hill cover)
Welcome To Deutschland
I Will Run Some More!
(Please) Take Me For Granted
Handprints On My Ass Cheeks
Private Bedroom
Angel's Shit (Welfare Mother Shit Yourself To Sleep)
Gabloomifomaniaagnaticalamdociousereeliosis (New Word By MIke Ness!!)
Social Distoriton Sucks

So I was on 17th and Flower and BAM! I hit a mexican. The bitch wouldn't get off my windshield considering he had a ball and chain tied to his leg. He was getting on my nerves. So I said "Don't take me for granted" and pulled out a lead pipe. The man screamed, but I hollared "Bye Bye Baby....Yeah Yeah." So then naked man came and robbed my car. So I walked to John's house in Anaheim...when he opened the door he said "Don't you know it could have been me?" He's kind of the anti-fashion type. He likes to talk about the stories in his life and discuss when he was like an outlaw...Yee Haw. So then an alligator walked up and said "Gee Golly Yolly Booly Dooly Jack Off Sunder Block" And I said WHOH...and then ya. Then a cop pulled my ass over and I said fuck fuck... fuck. He then said It's the Law punk ass bitch mother fucking cunt. I licked him and he said, You're prison bound. So I went to Chino State Pen, and manic hispanic was in there, they said you know you're just born here to lose. I replied by saying, I guess I'm down here with the rest of ya. Goof. Goof. Dribble. Drabble. Boils. and. Babbles. So then I went to the judge and told the facker I wasn't born to follow. He said he didn't give a fuck and that I was wrong. He my my hey poo. So then I got out of prison and got a job at black hole selling crack and stone roses bootlegs. Bah. In the end I could only think one thing, just one god damn thing, one mother fucking thing, that one thing that has haunted me since childhood, that one piece of information that has been my problem since conception, that one fucking thing!