A natural noise,
Is free in the air
Trying so hard,
to give the whole block a scare
And that voice so true in my ear,
I go next door, just to be near to it
Practice is done,
Go outside for a smoke
Listen to some more of, Porters jokes
No more man,
Please turn it down
If you dont we all might bust a gut
(yeah yeah)
We just might bust a gut

Words don't quite explain,
EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY
I, dont know where to go
I GUESS ILL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD
It doesn't know
Everything to me is a gun!
About to go off,
I feel myself, I'm falling right in!
Guys we'll be alright,

We sit and talk,
For most of the night
Another cool game, with the strobe light
And that's not all, there's something i lack,
Dirty little boy is a lumberjack
(tonight)

Clint's really cool, and,
I don't mean to hurt
But that really is a star stopping shirt
Oh no no man,
The lynch mob's attacking, again,
Good thing we have a pyschotic like friend
Oh yeah,
To eat some heads for us

Words don't quite explain,
EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY
I, dont know where to go
I GUESS ILL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD
It doesn't know
Everything to me is a gun!
About to go off,
As I try to hold myself down!
Guys we'll be alright,

You guys are so good,
but you think you suck
More or less time,
My brothers not a big hessian

Yeah here comes Dill,
Just pulled up in his bus,
I'm in love with Lisa from Toys, R US

Lisa's straight edge,
The rest of you aren't
Offer us a smoke,
But we're to smart, again

Yeah it sure means a lot,
To have you guys here
To light up dead smoke,
And bring Porter a beer