Texty: U.S. Bombs. Back At The Laundromat. Wig Out.

Theres a brand new gig
and its called the wig

its not for your head
its not the jig
Lossen up your pants
and freak to the beat
take a slug of you beer
and let it rip

If ya had a hard day, then ya better start wiggin out
ya don't have to count and it don't take a talent scout
ys don't have to measure up
you don't need a coin for the cup
Just go for it , let it rip
Wig Out!! - exit
Nobody cares if you wanna flip
If everyone stares there just jealous
If yer home alone put your pajamas on
turn the music up and let the neighbors wig
If you hit some one you don't have to fitght
the cops will bring yer own spot light
No tough guys need to prove
you had a dog day afternoon
Just blow off and wig on out!