Offering the bare minimum to New York City since 2009. Offering bare-ish bottoms to New York City since 2012.
God Bless My Underpants
Sung by all Knickerbocker patriots to close our circle.
To the tune of “God Bless America”
God bless my underpants,
Brand that I like
I stand inside them
And ride them
‘Tween my buns when I run or I bike!
From the waistband
To the leg hole
To the fly flap, wet with piss,
God bless my underpants! (Drop pants here)
They look like this!