Wake, can you hear the tech rack
Hey, can you hear the rasbine
Hey, can you hear the which why
Hey, can you hear the ride
Hey
Hey, between that van
What can your master suck right out of fad
Word to the letter of tender night
Words are bitter quest for water to fight
Where I wouldn't ask for light
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
Ooooh
When you get your camera
When you miss-scratch my catch raw
You and Santero
Beginning to piece my sitch' wide
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
