[Verse 1] Rolled into Cleveland, amps in the back Woke up snorting blow off a leather fanny pack Tattoo says “Pam” on my inner thigh But Pam had a beard and a wandering eye [Pre-Chorus] Bright lights, nose dives, livin’ no rules Lost my wallet to a couple of pool sharks and ghouls Took a blue pill, chased it down with gin Woke up next to a priest and his evil twin [Chorus] Amp’d up and pants down, livin’ like a freak Did it in the butt, now I can’t sit for a week If love’s a warzone, I’m nukin’ every town Amp’d up and pants down — pants down! [Verse 2] Banged on a snare drum, high on ketamine Said “I love you” to a vending machine Wrote a ballad on a waitress’s leg She said “Rick, you smell like regret and egg” [Pre-Chorus 2] Speed bumps, nosebleeds, never say die Tried a new thing — surprise! So did the guy Tour bus rockin’, don’t come knockin’ Unless you got lube, snacks, or oxycontin [Chorus] Amp’d up and pants down, spiralin’ again Fell in love with a girl… who brought her boyfriend Ben Left my morals somewhere outta town Amp’d up and pants down — still down! [Bridge] Some nights you’re the hammer, some nights you’re the nail… and sometimes the hammer’s shaped suspiciously like a glowstick. I don’t ask questions anymore. [Final Chorus] Amp’d up and pants down, highs and lows Did lines off a toaster at a Waffle House show If shame’s a flavor, I’m suckin’ it down Amp’d up and pants down — still pants down!

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