Kaletta from Garbage Day by Kurtis Kanttila

Get on!

In the ol' town Kaletta, had nothing better to do
She would be burning buildings, if not for parole

That kind of boredom creates misery
That kind of boredom is a killer

In the ol' town Kaletta, was brewing up new crimes
She was gonna steal some soda, with a siphon line

That kind of boredom creates misery
That kind of boredom is a killer

Kaletta with the high stiletto
You're a sneaky getter, you
Kaletta with your high stiletto
She's coming after us
Kaletta with the high stiletto
Open your trunk and throw me in girl

In the Taco Time Kaletta, had a graceless ace up her sleeve
A tube that went to her backpack, at the pop machine

That kind of boredom creates misery
That kind of boredom burns a stagnant heart
Kaletta never stops
She siphons all that pop
Kaletta, go get 'er!

• Goof Rock
• Rock
• alternative rock
• Canada