[Intro]. Listen. Shh... You hear that?. Can you hear that?. Listen. . Ohh, ohh, ohh. . Lying in my bedroom next to me. Nervous like a child playing hide and seek.
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. Remember me? 'Member me?. . This old man, he plays one on one. He was your cool whip master, you were his B.C. son. This old man, he's got the smell of sin.
Each night the dream began. We were sitting here, waiting on our coffee cans. Eyes fixed upon the skies. I was thinking of you, and if I qualified. . Then when the trumpet blew.
You've got clueless commentators. Telling folks to stay inside. You've got light investigators. Pulling shades and terrified. . You've got powers of the darkness.
Forty day tear, got road wear. No-doz breaking, breaking, breaker. Caffeine shakes, can't feel my legs. Three quarters dead, motel ahead. . Just give me table and a single shed.