Original lyrics
ENThe summers here and I'm fucking stoked.
Got a Killer itch in the back of my throat
The kind of itch that can only be scratched by a motherfucking coke. Play some shows here and there.
We're gonna tread some water and catch some air.
Gotta pad near the park? A house on the bech?
Cokes in the fridge? Cause thats what we need.
