Well,
you're standing on a chair, just done part clear
One last call, she says, she comes back
You think, thank you,
got a jump of the chair
But forgot the little rope
around your neck
Well, you're on
LSD with your honey bee
You don't know why, but you gave it a try
Sir, you and your girlfriend
Kate climb up the
Empire
State
You jump off and shout, I believe I can fly
Believe me,
I know you never planned it that way
But in the end, it won't matter
Could be things went wrong
or you had a bad day
But believe me what you're doing here
is a fucking bad idea
Well it's a fucking bad idea
Oh yeah
Down on
Malibu
Beach, you wait for
Pamela
Peach
Seven years, you train hard in the gym
Then she screams, save me
You jump into the sea
But forgot that you've never
learned to swim
Believe me,
I know you never planned it that way
But in the end, it won't matter
Could be things went wrong
Or you had a bad day
But believe me what you're doing here
is a fucking bad idea
Well, it's a fucking bad idea
Well, it's a fucking bad idea,
uh
Believe me,
I know you never planned it that way
But in the end, it won't matter
Could be things went wrong
or you had a bad day
But believe me, what you're doing here's
a fucking bad idea
Well, it's a fuckin' bad idea
Yes,
it's a fuckin' bad idea
Oh, oh, oh,
what you do around here
It's a very bad idea
Oh, oh, oh,
what you do around here
It's a very, very, very bad idea
What you do around here
It's a very, very, very bad idea
What you do around here
It's a fuckin' bad idea
Oh, oh, oh,
what you think of it here?
It's a fuckin' bad idea