Verse 1:
We show up five to nine
To fight our way inside
The bass is blasting, an everlasting, thunderous beat throughout the night
Gotta Juicebox on the rocks
Kickin off my fuzzy socks
No more debating, the jumpers waiting
Im gonna do what I want to tonight
No one told us were exciting, after hours, skating, hiding,
Holding onto anything at all.
Chorus:
Woah oh oh
Were looking kinda stupid
Woah oh oh
Now everybodys starinour way, the wrong way
The crowds surrounding, pulses pounding
Woah oh oh
Were feelin kinda stupid
Woah oh oh
But everybodys dancin our way, the lame way
Were hardly getting started, the partys just begun
Verse 2:
My head fills, with dumb thrills
Were yellin stories, of fecal memories
And makin everyone laugh to the ground
The dark night, our bright light
A flaming ball, an exploding doll and
All the stuffing rains all around
My gens are numb, were rather dumb,
What the heck is wrong with fun?
My best friends will never grow up
Repeat Chorus
Chorus 3:
Woah oh oh
Were feelin kinda stupid
Woah oh oh
But everybodys dancin our way, the lame way
The crowds surrounding, pulses pounding
Woah oh oh
We know were kinda stupid
Woah oh oh
But everybody thinks were awesome, you want some?
The party of the Juicebox Bandits has begun!