Yeah, wonderful, we're with now seven bizar, it's like driving through 100 miles an hour in your car, but we're not planning to crash.

Oh no, because he dropped too many d'n burgers, came with the flow Tunnel here, damn a crew, there!

We ain't scared but there's more alcohol in the car than we declassed off the car.

And let the paparazzi spazzo di di old gat maw, cuz you maw up the ass, had a ride a'fore a truck, a' we just missed with paparazzi's on the tills now, uh

Really pissed up on the gas, now we're going like mass We're not gonna pass, better make us a casket Crash, oh shit

Ah, we are gonna die but it was already too late, so bye bye.