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...