Divorced

Are you really gonna kiss my floor, son?

Are you really gonna keep me a fighter?

Are you really gonna get my shoes off?

Are you really gonna get my Chinza?

I've had enough

Let them pretend I have a dorsal

This is him and there's a siren turnin'

And holds a dark'nin' centre

And your death will profit off me

And I'm goin' and I'm goin' and goin' and I'm runnin' I'm goin

Aaaaaaargh

Aaaaaaargh

Aaaaaaargh

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaaaah (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

I went away

And nothin' violent passed my fist

And the tomato just gone to peel fruit

And none of me remember all or nothing

They had to understamp us

I've got a church bomb and a download

And don't forget y'all to run away

Agree to the thing now that you'd never say

Let them pretend I have a dorsal

This is him and there's a siren turnin'

And holds a darkening' centre

And I know that I'm runnin' hard

And I'm goin' and I'm goin' and goin' and I'm runnin' I'm goin

Aaaaaaargh

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaargh (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

Aaaaaaaaah (Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)

"...What about Ryan?"

"I believe he lost the number for that girl he met down here"

"Oh, Adam said she's a beauty"

"Adam? Is she the one that had that fucked-up voice?"

"Is she a rocket scientist?"

"She's the one that sounds like the fuckin'

She has a voice like a fuckin' modem, dude"

"Ha-ha! Sounds perfect!"

"(modem sound)"

"He he he!"

"When he got the work up there, you know Ryan

He gets all into work and he's

Like, you know, he forgets that he has a dick"