Anti-Heros — The Herbert Moonstomp lyrics

Lyrics

Right around the corner, up the street from Harry May
There’s a little house of horror where all the herberts stay
Polish on their sneakers, dax slime in their hair
Always acting crazy, but fuck it they don’t care
(Chorus)
Everyday at Zestos they’re working at their jobs
Another 120 they hate their dead end yobs
Don’t sleep on the weekends the gleam stays in their eyes
Don’t you call it magic their brains are full of ice
(Chorus)
Always down at the clubs, on good terms with the skins
Acting like an angel won’t pay for their sins
After ever to do, when all of the wreckage clears
The herberts are left standing, they’ll have a few more beers