Ouija

A natural noise Is free in the air Trying so hard To give the whole block a scare And that voice so true in my ear I go next door, just to be near to it Practice is done Go outside for a smoke Listen to some more of, Porters jokes No more man Please turn it down If you don't we all might bust a gut (yeah yeah) We just might bust a gut Words don't quite explain EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY I, don't know where to go I GUESS ILL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD It doesn't know Everything to me is a gun! About to go off I feel myself, I'm falling right in! Guys we'll be alright We sit and talk For most of the night Another cool game, with the strobe light And that's not all, there's something I lack Dirty little boy is a lumberjack (tonight) Clint's really cool, and I don't mean to hurt But that really is a star stopping shirt Oh no no man The lynch mob's attacking, again Good thing we have a pyschotic like friend Oh yeah To eat some heads for us Words don't quite explain EVERYTHING I'M TRYING TO SAY I, don't know where to go I GUESS ILL JUST ASK THE OUIJA BOARD It doesn't know Everything to me is a gun! About to go off As I try to hold myself down! Guys we'll be alright You guys are so good But you think you suck More or less time My brothers not a big hessian Yeah here comes Dill Just pulled up in his bus I'm in love with Lisa from Toys, R US Lisa's straight edge The rest of you aren't Offer us a smoke But we're to smart, again Yeah it sure means a lot To have you guys here To light up dead smoke And bring Porter a beer