Drive-By Bumper Cars

Lyrics

Check it out, Hanger Head... To the Drive-By Bumper Cars but I don't see moms anywhere Fuck moms, this ride looks Hersey Hawkins hippity-hoppity hype Let's get on... Alright kids, get in your car and remember keep those seatbelts fastened Use only guns provided, no shooting at the targets on the other side of the fenced area All Drive-By drivers no shooting til the clean up crew removes all the bodies from the last ride Roe, this ride is dope... You be the getaway, and I'll be the Gat-away (Ah, ha-ha-ha) Yo, Hanger Head, isn't that moms bringing in a part of the clean-up crew Maybe I should get in some practice shots while we wait for the ride to start. Check out fools clearing out the bodies. Think anyone will mind if I add a few more? For real, Hanger Head, I think that's moms mopping up the excess blood off the tracks, Yo Moms... (Gunshot, scream) Mom! Bullseye, Chicken Little. See me drop that bitch mopping up that blood Mama! Hey, who said you could shoot before the rest of the drivers? Get out of the car Hanger Head's coming with us for violating the Carnival rules What about me? I know you didn't shoot anybody, Chicken Little But I'm sure you would've. Here's a dollar, why don't you go to the shooting gallery and get your jollies out over there? Get out of here! Ha-ha Bye-bye