Well I opened up a bottle and I fell out of bed,
I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head.
I did a little powder off the bathroom sink,
It's been about a month and something's start to stink.
Well me and the band we are starting to fight,
Cuz if we got along it just wouldn't be right.

(Chorus:)
We're the white trash circus... Don't give a damn
We'll steal your girl whenever we can
We're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head
We're the trash, we're the trash
We're the trash in your bed

Been livin'on the road about a year and half,
If we go another mile we're gonna kick each other's ass.
Someone's gonna quit or someone's gonna die,
We don't give a shit cause we're busy gettin' high.
Another lawsuit, another arrest,
We wouldn't change a thing cause we love it to death.

(chorus)

We're the son's of devil, we're the blood on the stage,
You can love us you can hate us but will never go away.

(chorus x2)

We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head
We're the trash, we're the trash
We're the trash in your bed