You'd have to bring a swarm of killer bees
A sea of white sharks
You'd better sneak up in the fucking dark
I don't like your chances, son
But bring an army along
Then you might just take me out
Yeah
You'll have to bring ten million fucking gallons of petrol and a match
Then you might just take me out
You'll have to bring jason statham in a submarine
Then you might just take me out
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
We're back for good
I'm pretty sure we told you before
Dicks
You fucking dicks
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
-Haze
