Dum dum dum dum
dum dum
dum dum
Can’t lug this
Oh,oh
Can’t lug this
My pack is heavy, hits my back I say Oh lawd
Boyscouts tring to kill me, ten pound tent and blistered feet
Got to scale it down
To much cr-p to lug around
You know I’m Butch
But a 40 pound pack just weighs to much
I told you geardork, you can’t lug this
Yea all the grams were countin’
You can’t lug this
Light new kicks and pants
You know that Ryan Jordan made my underpants
From that merino wool
You know that shizzle wicks my sweat fool
Henry Shires made my tent
Now I gotta place to kick it when I can’t pay my rent
Spent all my cash on titanium, Cuban fiber, tyvek bivvys
Everyone at Gossamer Gears name starts with g, G
I use a tent stake to dig my ruts
And Mike Clelland taught me how to wipe my butt
You can’t lug this
Yea boy I counts more grams than a dope dealer at a Dead show
Can’t lug this

