We're on the pogostage
We're going to fly all day
Let's jump together my friend
Over all the mutherf**ers under stage
Feel the air inside of you
Thank the people they hold you
Let's go again to pogostage
Let's fly down again
We are lunatics
It's about midday now
We haven't got tired yet
But there's some blood under stage
Someone must have kicked another's a**
Hey, friend where are you
I think, something happened to you
But you're in the ambulance
I can't believe my eyes
I kicked you...