That kid can be a violent son of a bitch
Hey man, I'm sorry to hear that
It's cool, sometimes I just gotta vent
Hey man, that's what I'm here for
You're a pal
You deserve it
I fucked up
Forget about it
I can't
Why not?
I just can't
Alright
Let's go
Where we headed?
To the party
Where's it at?
Who knows
Not me
We could tie him up to his tree
We could build wood up to his knees
That kid can be a chatty pile of shit
Hey man, I'm sorry to hear that
It's cool, sometimes I just gotta vent
Hey man, that's what I'm here for
You're a pal
You deserve it
I fucked up
Forget about it
I can't
Why not?
I just can't
Alright
Let's go
Where we headed?
To the party
Where's it at?
Who knows
Not me
We could tie him up to his tree
We could build wood up to his knees
Dance on a dead man's ashes
Dance on a dead man's ashes
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
Dance on (dance on)
(You're a pal, you deserve it)
Dance on (dance on)
(I fucked up, forget about it)
(I can't, why not?)
Dance on (dance on)
(I just can't, alright)
(Let's go, where we headed?)
Dance on (dance on)
(To the party, where's it at?)
(Who knows, not me)
Dance on (dance on)
(We could tie him up to his tree)
We could build wood up to his knees