B.O.O.T

So here I go with the bass line low
Nothing you can do we blew out of this town
So lock it up lock it up cause were on our way now
And if we see one light on this town is going down
Now do you see what I see
This place is lookin so very tasty
And I think I smell yes I smell a golden opportunity
So when the dance gets hot, don’t look for reasons why not
Come on in its time to begin whether your ready or not
I don’t know how far we came
But it’s time to leave. That’s always a shame
The pleasure was all mine if its all the same
Were on the road you see were not on MTV
But when we get there we won’t shave our hair or be fags like Creed