My friend picked me up about quarter past 5
We stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive
We had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up
Now we're breathin' deeply, breathin' deeply
And there's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the f**
There's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the f** or what?
We spent many years always tryin to get high
Smokin' broken pencils and beatin' up kids
Talkin' to the devil and drinkin' a coke
Now we're totally rockin', totally rockin'
And there's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the f**
There's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the f** or what?
We got a good idea so we pulled off the road
Got some molly hatchet goin' on the stereo
I said, let's roll up the windows, and let the nitrous go
Now we can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing
And there's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the f**
There's a fume
In this truck
And i don't know if we're dead, or what the f** is going on.
(voices in background)
And i really don't think that i know what to do
There's a man in my shoe
Yeaaaaaahhhh!
(hard-core version begins)
[chorus] (x3.5)
Beck - Fume lyrics
Album Loser