Ahh Ahh Ahh

Sun's up, rising, beat the dawn
Forehead throbbing, puke and yawn
Cranial copilot keeps yellin' at me, man
'Get on your fuckin' toes, man'
Ground keeps rolling, on we go

And it goes ahh ahh ahh

My phone keeps buzzin', ringing by my rusty badge
Same different messages, but all the same types of mad
You have reached the voicemail box of
'Pick up the phone man, I told you I can't have the cops on this one
This body stinks, man'
Message deleted
Hell is waiting out my door

And it goes ahh ahh ahh



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Schreiber
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