A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Raa-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra!
Ah!
Anyway we will take care of the poor summer,
land and trees.
We way to go,
Don't just wait,
think first the day,
Drive away, as in lonesome south, like a real straight shooter, three lanes four.
Drive away, as in lonesome south, like a real straight shooter, three lanes four.
The mountains are waiting, the form has come, I got lost on my way, but don't ask me where I'll be.
Oh what I've done.
When the war looks at me transition, forgive me for what I've done.
The sun has come to stay, put a little love into my lonely soul.
The sun has come to stay, put a little love into my lonely soul.
Oh what I've done.
