 Like a boat explodes, shadowing the moans Need a drop, it hits like De La Oa Get the f*** out the commode with a short shot Sure, don't make your body drive, drive But no cabrio, no carters or co-ops Terror rays stretching, quenching the thirst of the power dawn That five-sided vinegar, they're rotten soil And the victim of the earth gets bigger The trigger's cold, empty your throat Riding round the family