Mosquitos in My Taquitos Lyrics

Hang up the hardhat and clock out
Another week over with
Hate this place but it pays the rent

Speeding home almost hit three kids
Stupid fucking idiots
Whip off the slacks Pop my taquitos in

Sit down on my stained couch
Turn on Netflix but there's no one to chill with
Cept ol righty with no Kleenex
Rip off the shirt and rub one out
Wipe it all off with my Carhartt Tee

Mosquitos in my taquitos
Mosquitos in my taquitos

Beep beep goes the nuke box
Throw my shirt to the floor
A couple roaches scatter
Grab the plate and flop down with a beer

Shit's still half cold fuck it
Bite in chew and swallow it down
These taste like shit
It can't just be the temp

The side falls open and a mosquito twirls out
I cough into my hand and see a few more dead ones sprayed out
What the fuck is this shit?
Throw the plate to the floor
The damp tortilla opens and hundreds of mosquitos are freed

Mosquitos in my taquitos
Mosquitos in my taquitos

Half are dead
The others buzz around
Like drunk bitches on reading week
I cough again this time blood paints my hand

What's in this?
My stomach does a twist
I throw up and hurl my beer
Food and lunch from earlier

My eyes tear up
My nose drips blood
My bowels let go and I collapse to the floor
Face lands in my semen stained shirt
I whisper "what the fuck" as my life slips away

Mosquitos in my taquitos
Mosquitos in my taquitos

Always properly heat your food
Always properly heat your food