Fume (Version 01) testo
My friend picked me up about quarter past 5,
we stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive,
we had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up,
now we’re breathing deeply, breathing deeply
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck or what?
We spent many years always tryin to get high, smokin broken pencils and beatin up kids, talkin to the devil
and drinkin a coke, now we’re totally rockin, totally rockin.
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck or what?
We got a good idea so we pulled off the road,
got some molly hatchet goin on the stereo,
I said let’s roll up the windows, and let the nitrous go,
now we can’t stop laughing
now we can’t stop laughing
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck or what?
–and I really don’t think that I know what, to do…or something yeah…in my shoe…waaahhh!–
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck or what?
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck
and there’s a fume, in this truck, and i don’t know if we’re dead, or what, the fuck or what?
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