We're wanted men, we'll strike again, but first let's have a beer.
So I'll put on my bob marley tape And practice what I preach Get jah lost in the reggae mon As I walk along the beach
I arm myself with punch lines and a big old water gun.
The cheating was sweet, but my heart is beat. Don't tear it apart, please by-pass this heart.
This morning I shot six holes in my freezer. I think I've got cabin fever.
If we weren't all crazy, we'd just go insane.