Текст песни
Stranded on a desert road in America
Waiting for this tow truck to come and pick us up
Pedal to the metal, we got a fucking show
I guess we shoulda stopped for gas ten fucking miles ago
I had a vision I was at a rave festival
Main stage, ten thousand people screaming "Whoa"
I never thought that we'd encounter such adversity
The road is unforgiving, things the masses never see
A tire blowout on the 10
Hear the screams of full-grown men
Thinking this might be the end
These are just a few of our not-so-favorite things
But it's all worth it when the crowd
Comes through and we hear them sing
Where did we fall off? (Where'd we fall off?)
'Cause now they're tearing our posters off the wall
Might be time to cut our losses now (Now)
Maybe we should just give it up
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Have you ever fell asleep next to a litter box?
Three times in two weeks, you know that fucking sucks
I once woke up on a landing floor, there was a baby
A fucking baby judging me behind its cradle bars
Drinking whiskey every night
So hard waking up on time
Traffic on the 405
Can't suck my thumb
These are just a few of our not-so-favorite things
But it's all worth it when the crowd
Comes through and we hear them sing
Where did we fall off? (Where'd we fall off?)
'Cause now they're tearing our posters off the wall
Might be time to cut our losses now (Now)
Maybe we should just give it up
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
These are just a few of our not-so-favorite things
But it's all worth it when the crowd
Comes through and we hear them sing
(Fuck yeah!)
Where did we fall off? (Where did we fall off?)
'Cause now they're tearing our posters off the wall