Stinkin' Up The Great Outdoors

Late afternoon in the open air

A human sea made out of mud and hair

Ain't nothing like a festival crowd

There's too many people so we play too loud

Touch down, plane's on the ground

Look for the drummer and he's nowhere around

We're running late, at least an hour

No time to rest, no time to shower now we're

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

But the kids don't mind

We had a drink going up in the plane

We had another coming down again

We had another in the airport bar

And then some home brewed stuff in the promoters car

Here we go, on with the show

We're bubblin' under and we're ready to flow

Wound up, turned loose

Ain't got the power but we sure got the juice and now we're

I was stinkin' up the great outdoors

Was stinkin' up the great outdoors

Was stinkin' up the great outdoors

But the kids don't mind

No, no, no, no

We hit the stage, with rock and rage

And do our best to earn the maximum wage

The lights are bullshit, the sound's for the birds

Don't know the music and we don't know the words but still we're

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

But the kids don't mind

No, no. no

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Stinkin' up the great outdoors

Hey, hey