Hey

Oh, no!
No!
(He-he!)

(You have to see it right now, my man)
(Let's see everything now, let's go)

Heat wave
The town is on fire, alright
One never meets there
The bottom's still admired, alright

Well, that fire, well, it burned in your eyes so hard
Cooling up to me
Whatever genre of the Left that leaves cooling the nation
To see who's coming 'round town tonight

Pack as many people in as you can
We'll check the tanks, it's full again
We've got people and we're finding more
Running in and out of the convenience stores
Running 'round town with a lit cigar
Getting kicked out of the hookah bar
Running through the rains with an SUV, we're noisy

But I can hear the sound of the rust cloud
And I won't fear the times I'll be coming home
As it goes, and it goes

Woo!

Be amazed
But others won't fear, alright
Time flies
But watch it, I won't see it, alright

Well, that fire, well, it burned in your eyes so hard
Cooling up to me
Whatever genre of the Left that leaves cooling the nation
To see who's coming 'round town tonight

Sitting on the roof with a dollar bill
Dirty money, entail
We've got the car with a loser viewer
Bonfire met, and Alex jammed
Knock the fingers, then it's settled
We've got the car with a loser viewer

But I can hear the sound of the rust cloud
And I won't fear the times I'll be coming home
As it goes, and it goes

(Hey, dude, wake up)
(C'mon, man, we gotta get out)
(C'mon, dude, grab your stuff, let's go)

Hey!



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Thomas, Balthazar Getty
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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