I think I'm gonna gonna take a trip. I think my mind's gonna going to rip. Hot cars are on my mind. Hot cars I must find. . Hot cars. Hot cars. . I think I'm gonna gonna go insane, ah.
Three steps and a shot of light. I see a blinding flash. Puss is dripping from my head. I'm lying on my back. Haizman's brain is calling. It's knocking at your door.