B.o.o.t.

[refrén:]
So here I go with the bass line low, nothing you can do we blew out of this town.

[1. sloka]
So lock it up lock it up cause were on our way now and if we see one light on this town is going
down. Now do you see what I see this place is lookin so very tasty and I think I smell yes I smell a
golden opportunity.

[pre-chorus:]
So when the dance gets hot, don't look for reasons why not. Come on in its time to begin
whether your ready or not.

[refrén]

[2. sloka]
I don't know how far we came, but it's time to leave. That's always a shame. The pleasure was
all mine if its all the same. Were on the road you see were not on MTV but when we get there we won't
shave our hair or be fags like Creed.

[PRE-CHORUS]

[refrén]