Bigwig 13

I finally got to change my clothes
We've spent 5 months on the road
None of us showered in days
The lucky ones don't have to shave.
The desert is such a bore
I'm sick of sleeping on the floor
I almost died the last 2 tours
And I can't take it anymore!

Our van was searched by in-bred cops
We left John at some rest stop
I have more teeth in my mouth Than all the people in this town
All of our food filled up the tank
We made our last trip to the bank
I'd ratter be happy and poor
Than have it and still want more!

Itching and I'm scratching
and I'm bugging and I'm itching