stinkin' up the great outdoors

late afternoon in the open air

a human sea made out of mud and hair

ain't nothing like a festival crowd

there's too many people so we play too loud

touch down

plane's on the ground

look for the drummer

he's nowhere around

running late

at least an hour

no time to rest

no time to shower now we're

stinkin' up the great outdoors

stinkin' up the great outdoors

stinkin' up the great outdoors

but the kids don't mind

we had a drink going up in the plane

we had another coming down again

we had another in the airport bar

and then some home-brewed stuff in the promoter's car

here we go

on with the show

we're bubblin' under and we're ready to flow

wound up! turned loose

ain't got the power but we sure got the juice and now we're

stinkin' up the great outdoors

stinkin' up the great outdoors

stinkin' up the great outdoors

but the kids don't mind. we hit the stage

with rock and rage

and do our best to earn the maximum wage

the lights are bullshit

the sound's for the birds

don't know the music and we don't know the words but still we're

stinkin' up the great outdoors

stinkin' up the great outdoors

stinkin' up the great outdoors

and the kids don't mind.