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