Pothead - Tacoma Lyrics

Drunken drive up 1-5 road
Heavy Metal dudes know were to go
Drink the bottles unto the dome
Provincial kids gone out of control
Dome!

Parking lot-much smoke to do
Rock was fresh-no talk of old schools
Flash of pyro or laser beam
Watts of Marshalls
The singer screams

Record albums were the way to go
Talk about styling
That song was cool
Sing along with the rock'n'roll
Watch my friend
His air guitar solo
Dome!

They go Tacoma
Dome!
Electric
Dome!
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