Wilson

Lyrics
Hey, hey, Wilson Look at me please, Wilson Don′t pop another pill in the middle of the desert It must be 109° Hey, hey, Wilson Look at me please, Wilson But the shit is kickin' in Just across the Arizona line We need a service station We′re out of gas again Try to stay focused Try to stay cool Your wallet is in the backseat You've mooched offa me for 900 miles This time, our pit stop's your treat Hey, hey, Wilson (Hey, hey, Wilson) Put the pipe down, Wilson (Put the pipe down, Wilson) Look we need a little cash if- ya gotta stop laughing Can ya cough up, like, 20 bucks? Hey, hey, Wilson (Hey, hey, Wilson) Concentrate now, Wilson (Concentrate now, Wilson) We′re pullin′ into the station, man And your eyes are like hockey pucks (And your eyes are like hockey pucks) No need to draw attention We pay, we piss, we split Try to act sober (Try to act sober) Try to be cool (try to be cool) In public, that's a prerequisite You′ve mooched offa me for 900 miles Put your shoes on, Wilson (Put your shoes on, Wilson) Put the joint down, Wilson (Put the joint down, Wilson) What are you doing? (What are you doing?) Where are you going? (Where are you going?) WHAT ARE YOU HOLDING?! (WHAT ARE YOU HOLDING?!) SHIT! (SHIT!) FUCK! (FUCK!) WILSON- (WILSON-) IS THAT LOADED WILSON?! (IS THAT LOADED WILSON?!) WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE A GUN?! (WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE A GUN?) It′s okay, Wilson! (It's okay, Wilson!) I can pay, Wilson! (I can pay, Wilson!) Nope, too late, he′s outta the car- Just watch that crackhead run! (Just watch that crackhead run!) And now he's inside the station I'm standin′ here like a chum Ans I′m so super high that I can't believe my eyes My hand is still on the pump So Wilson holds up the station The biggest fuck-up there is Behind the counter, there′s a girl that's twice his size With a gun that′s so much bigger than his Before she can shoot, my boy Wilson attacks Kicks the gun from her hand, knocks the girl to the floor Half-ninja, half-ferret and he steals us some snacks Grabs some jerky and heads for the door Now Wilson's dancing, I′m still at the pump And he lights a joint, gives it a pull Did I just see what I think I just saw?? Thank God our gas tank is full- (Bang!) What-? (Bang, bang!) No! Hey, hey, Wilson (Hey, hey, Wilson) We're not outta this, Wilson (We're not outta this, Wilson) The cashier′s up again and she′s shooting at us And I think she got your leg (And I think she got your leg) Hang on, Wilson (Hang on, Wilson) Just hold onto me, Wilson (Just hold onto me, Wilson) Get into the car before this place Blows like a powder keg! (Blows!) Just peel outta the station (Just peel outta the station) Now, what are we gonna do? (Now, what are we gonna do?) Try to stay focused (Try to stay focused) Try to stay cool (Try to stay cool) Try not to bleed in the car We've got 500 miles to get to the border (500 miles) Let′s see just how lucky we are You and your leg sure put on a show Pop another pill, Wilson (Pop another pill, Wilson) Put pressure on it, Wilson (Put pressure on it, Wilson) Toss me some jerky We're headed for Mexico (Ooh, ooh) Ooh (Ooh, Ooh) We′re headed for Mexico (Mexico)
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Credits
- Writers
- Chris Miller (Composer)