Letra de The herbert moonstomp

Right around the corner, up the street from Harry May
There´s a little house of horror where all the herberts stay
Polish on their sneakers, dax slime in their hair,
Always acting crazy, but fuck it they don´t care

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{H-e-r-b-e-r-t, Moon moon moon Moonstomp}

Everyday at Zestos they´re working at their jobs,
Another 120 they hate their dead end yobs
Don´t sleep on the weekends the gleam stays in their eyes,
Don´t you call it magic their brains are full of ice

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Always down at the clubs, on good terms with the skins,
Acting like an angel won´t pay for their sins
After ever to do, when all of the wreckage clears,
The herberts are left standing, they´ll have a few more beers