"Little Fury" by The Breeders

Round up, holler girl 
Ah, I will sing 
Title TK 
If I don't black out 

Dumb made for fucking 
And missing from the party 
That boy spun out 
Hold what you've got 

While Xenia twists up 
The sky 
Akron flakes out 
Grindcore little fury 
I feel hot tire 
Why is it floating in 
My beer 
Hold what you've got 

My big drum 
On your big face 
The one-eyed jazz 
As hickeys fade 

Round up, holler girl 
We'll all need bigger uniforms 
It's been a few days 
And I know I will have spun out 
Hold what you've got 

My big drum 
On your big face 
The one-eyed jazz 
As hickeys fade 
Grindcore little fury 
If I don't black out 

Hold what you've got (5x)