Aftertaste – Simmer Down

once when I was young and I`d think about what there is to think about, like

issues facing youths of the day…I had those girly mags, they were stashed

away underneath my pillowcase, a hiding place I thought was safe…until the

day my mom went into my room with the vaccuum and the broom while I was away

at school…when I got home shit hit the fan, is this any way to become a

man?, I guess there`s a price to pay for preteen curiousity

well what do you want this to be?

and what do you want from me?

all you want to do girl is go, go, go

just simmer down

as the years rolled by we moved away from that grand old country place and

bought a cityside estate…it was a cul-de-sac, kids were all around, living

in a playground, life was never good – it was great…and we would kick the

can almost every night, curfew never on our minds, airtight little band of

friends…a girl lived across the way who never gave us the time of day, but

that`s ok cause we knew a way to get our revenge

all you people going out and going around, different bars in different towns,

trying to take somebody home…a two drink minimum at least for conversation

that`s less than intellectually stimulating, tell me is it worth what you pay?

friendly scene backstage and at the show, beers and jokes and folks we know is

more or less what it`s all about…the compliments rain down and they hit

the ground landing with a muffled sound, we`re more interested in hanging

out…and then a bra it flew across the room landing with a sonic boom, a

groupie, or at least a wannabe…we said we want no part cause special girls

have already captured our hearts, so replace your top, before you start just