Yeah my eyes are getting heavy and I can't stay awake
The DJ on the radio's really starting to vex me
And if nobhead gets any closer then he's gonna scratch me
Cos I can feel the pressure rising, like that film, falling down
The light's are green BRAINCHILD, what you waiting for?
Cruising around in your X5 Jeep with your 14" rims
And your cream leather seats
With your starbucks in one hand and your 6310 in the other
Whats your problem, you stupid mother?
(Trip to the golden Arches by Bromheads jacket)
"The brainchild's brain broke every bone in Terrance's body."