Letras: G.G. Allin. Hanging Out With Jim.

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Never had no friends, I was always the outcast
Just a psycho weirdo, I was just a piece of thrash
But I always had a partner in crime, that's me and Jim
'Cause I spent a lot of time in jail hanging out with him

Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out

Me and Jim were always, always going out
Looking for some fistfights, we were smashing all above
Never knowing where we'd end up, always breaking the law
Beating off on young girls, some nights we almost died

Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out

Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out

Jim and I were fucking crazy, we never had a care
Riding on a death trip, causing trouble everywhere
We're uncontrollable, rebels with a cause
Mr. Beam was always there when I wake up on the floor

Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out
Hanging out with Jim, hanging out