I dreamt for years of an offensive
I'm trying to get up
The great head I've hired
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I shouldn't
That the world was made of this
Rotten head I've made
And yeah, forever that means
And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying on bed
Just to get it out of what's in my head
And I, I'm feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a dip and I get real high
And I
Scream from the top of my lungs
What's going on?
Yeah!
And I said
Hey, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah
I said hey, yeah, yeah
What's going on?
And I said
Hey, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Wow!
What's going on?
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoa!
Whoa!
What's up?