3D6 - Crit Miss lyrics

[Verse 1] My boss came up to me at lunch Said I'm employee of the month Party scheduled for next week Booze and food It's gonna be sweet Amstel Light And finger food Everyone in a good mood The chicken wings were really greasy Making my stomach queasy [Bridge 1] They called my name and started to clap I blasted chunks in the boss's lap [Chorus 1] It's a crit miss Finger food Crit miss! In a good mood Crit miss! I'm at a loss Projectile vomit On my boss [Verse 2] Driving out To the show I've got the urge to go Traffic is at the main gate It's getting hard for me to wait Port-o-john isn't far I take off running Out the car Ass gasket down I start to squat Man, i sure can crap a lot [Bridge 2] Of single-ply i'm not a fan My fingers tear through

I sh** in my hand [Chorus 2] X 2 It's a crit miss Got to squat Crit miss! Over the pot Crit miss! I missed the band Because i sh** on my hand [Breakdown] Crit miss is like an epic fail Like dropping the soap when you're in jail [Verse 3] I met her at the comic con She had her Bat-girl costume on I was dressed as Iron Man Before you know We're holding hands Things were really going well I took her back to my hotel Flipped up her skirt Pulled down the thong She said let's leave our costumes on [Bridge 3] Her mask fell off Something was wrong It was my sister all along [Chorus 3] X 2 It's a crit miss At comic con Crit miss! sh** went all wrong Crit miss! Not at my best Unintentional incest It's a crit miss