We don't ask for what Gornik asked for
Was it Panache's fault?
So broken by Dranone
She don't want none of Gordon Gilder
So are them children
Filled up with brilliant folk
Party for party my side
They say we're the same old ride
Honey, I'm wholesome, what are we snacking for?
Oh, I'm just a hobo, it's only natural
Well, I bet we look pretty outside
We won't build it
Cause of the millions
Whose horses fill with
Pseudo-civilians, no
She won't take us
Colorful patrons
Whose motive pays us
For separation, no
Party for party my side
They say we're the same old ride
Honey, I'm wholesome, what are we snacking for?
Oh, I'm just a hobo, it's only natural
Honey, I'm wholesome, what are we snacking for?
Oh, I'm just a hobo, it's only natural
Well, I bet we look pretty outside
Well, I bet we look pretty outside
Well, I bet we look pretty outside
Well, I bet we look pretty outside
Well, I bet we look pretty outside
Well, I bet we look pretty outside