Wickoo

Our car
Broken down
Check the motor
Not a sound
Out of fuel
Out of town
Start walkin'
Start to frown
Our egos
Shrinkin' down
We ain't stupid, we just too proud
Start to fight
I'm gonna hit you
Split apart and then
I'm gonna miss you

(Wickoo!) Let's go to the
(Wickoo!) And get some good
(Wickoo!) And dance to the
(Wickoo!) And share in the
Wickoo!
The Wickoo! The Wickoo!
The Wickoo! The-

(Two, three, act...)
Why don't you get more commercial, boys?
I'd rather smoke weed and buy some new toys
Why don'tcha get a producer to help you make noise?
I'd rather continue being unemployed

Our life
It's a joke
No working
Now we're broke!
See you later
Gotta go
And get a real job before we get old

(Wickoo!) Let's go to the
(Wickoo!) And get some good
(Wickoo!) And dance to the
(Wickoo!) And share in the
(Wickoo!) Let's go to the
(Wickoo!) And get some good
(Wickoo!) And dance to the
(Wickoo!) And share in the
Wickoo!
The Wickoo! The Wickoo!
The Wickoo! The-

First, choose a good career
Then put your head down
And leave for the train
You should do it now
And then
And then, and then, and then
And then, and then, and then, and-

(Wickoo!) Let's go to the
(Wickoo!) And get some good
(Wickoo!) And dance to the
(Wickoo!) And share in the
(Wickoo!) Let's go to the
(Wickoo!) And get some good
(Wickoo!) And dance to the
(Wickoo!) And share in the
Wickoo!
The Wickoo! The Wickoo!
The Wickoo! The Wickoo!

And then you'll be fine
Just trust this song



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Williams, James Finn, Daniel Mcnamee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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