Mosquitos in My Taquitos

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