MUSIC
What are we gonna have? I don't know. We're gonna have farts and churros.
Let's start dinner tonight.
We're gonna have some farts and churros.
Sometimes they arrive, sometimes they are gone, they fly away.
We're gonna have some farts and churros.
Still I always look up to the sky,
Pray before the dawn, cause they fly away.
When anything arrives, next you know they're gone, they fly away.
We're gonna have some farts and churros.
So fly right through, maybe one day I'll fly next to you.
Fly right through, maybe one day I can fly with you.
Fly on, fly on, fly on.
