Beck - Fume Lyrics
My friend picked me up about quarter past fiveWe stopped and got some donuts and we took a little driveHad a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows upNow we're breathing deeply, breathing deeply...And there's a fume in this truckAnd we don't know if we're dead or what the *****There's a fume in this truckAnd we don't know if we're dead or whatWell we spent many years always tryin to get highSeems like there wasn't nothing that we wouldn't tryWe made bongs out of bananas, we free-based every timeWe were always lookin, always lookinNow there's a fume in this truckAnd we don't know if we're dead or what the *****There's a fume in this truckAnd we don't know if we're dead or whatWell we got a good idea so we pulled off the roadGot some molly hatchet going on the stereoI said let's get out the nitrous and let the windows upNow we can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing..And there's a fume in this truckAnd we don't know if we're dead or what the *****There's a fume in this truckAnd we don't know if we're dead or whatYeah!
