Hopped in the getaway, left Santa Monica Dan Monick in the back with binoculars Ant´s on the driver´s side, I ride shotgun Looking at the rearview, I think somebody´s following
Helicopters clockin´ the wrong clockers I just dropped my kids off at soccer It´s gotta be awkward to walk and talk With the defiant posture of a giant toddler Hey, doctor, write me a script So I can pop the top off and light me a spliff Watch a documentary that I´ll likely forget Let´s stop pretending we got some type of life outside of this Gonna be okay, little homiе A hero ain´t nothing but a hoagie Don´t evеr let ´em put the baloney up in your bowl of macaroni Push the button and put the Dolby in your Sony Is it live or is it Memorex? I´m tryna live my best life check to check to check Never met a pessimist that plays chess
We breaking our necks trying to make it look effortless And all I wanted was a Pepsi challenge Staring at your screen like you´re checkin´ your balance Like you finally figured out how to fight those fascists Turned off the headlights, the whole world vanished
That´s why, you know what my favorite disaster would be? And Jesus, I pray for one of these An asteroid, a big fucking asteroid And I mean big, never mind this shit that destroyed the barn I´m talking about a big hunk of rock the size of Minnesota A flaming asteroid the size of Minnesota
Screaming through the atmosphere and smashing right into Hey, Minnesota