Three-oh, three-oh, Three-oh, three-oh, Three-oh, three-oh, Three-oh, three-oh,
I'm 'a hit you the back I'm not to your party Shake it, shake it, it like you- Get your up Take-take
fucker fake rap I'm 'a hit you the back Choke I'm hot baby you're not pill Punk-punk-punk-pu-punk-punk
(Day one) A and glistening (Day three) The sun is shining on a beach (Day six) A train isn't whistling (Day ten) And I want to see you off again
We know the most Indie choking chimeny-sweeper up your radio The song we play will blow the
Don't stop To let know what they've been missing Turn the on The we play will blow the system
(Day one) A and glistening (Day three) The sun is shining on a beach (Day six) A train isn't whistlin' (Day ten) And I don't to see you off again
We know the most Indie city chimeny-sweeper Turn up your The we play will blow the speakers
Don't whistlin' To let them What they've been the jukebox on The song we will blow the system
We know the most city choking chimeny-sweeper Turn up radio The song we will blow the speakers
Don't whistlin' To let them What they've missing your jukebox up The we play will blow the system
No ones been, no been The cherry in eye And it's burning my skin Carrying, The lady back to
But should be the first thing No ones been, no ones The carpenter I've Building you this
Burying Those heroes as they're But that should be the last