Let's get fucked up. Let's get fucked up. Let's do some stuff. And get fucked up. Tomorrow we'll feel like we been hit by a truck. But, let's get fucked up. Goin' to a cockfight. Burn witch, burn. All my stuff in hock might Never ever return. Goin' to the brink of oblivion. Gonna need a shrink to get back again. Let's get fucked up. Let's get fucked up. Let's do some stuff. And get fucked up. Tomorrow we'll feel like we been hit by a truck. But, let's get fucked up. Gonna get lowdown. Gonna get keyed up. Gonna go to town And get beat up. Gonna get way out. [...] adrenalin Gonna hit way out When my head caves in. Ooh, ouch! Ooh! Let's get fucked up Right now Slip on nocturnal shades. Head down to amateur night. Do some purple haze. Probably lose some fight. Get cool and casual. Get really sent. Dig some cruel and unusual punishment. Let's get fucked up. Let's get fucked up. Let's do some stuff. And get fucked up. Tomorrow we'll feel like we been hit by a truck. But, let's get fucked up.