Lyrics
Make a joyfous noise unto the car,
break your silence show us who you are;
I'm feeling a painful pleasure,
time is up and the pipes prevail,
arrogance is so hard to measure,
beans all wish that they had a tail; Chorus: Bring it on I'm feeling empty in a warm place,
bring it on I'm feeling hungry in a warm place,
Bring it on I'm f***ing hungry in a warm place,
I'm f***ing hungry, a warm place, save space;
Here they come they're gonna hit you in a warm place, here they come they're gonna hit you in a bad place, you f*** 'em up, I'm gonna hit you in a bad place, I'll s*** my pants if it's beans and tailpipes; Although the beans are vicious,
tailpipes are so delicious,
full can of bad intentions,
air fails but noone mentions;
Make a joyous end to your ass,
as they say this too shall pass;
I'm left with a pang of hunger,
I'm sure I belong in hell,
I'm cursing the cloud I'm under,
God help me I like the smell; Although tailpipes are silent,
the beans are always violent,
full can of bad intentions,
air fails but noone mentions;
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