Sound Of Cricketz

I feel like this is it
I feel like nothing can stop us now
I feel like we belong together
I feel like you really love us

Knock knock, it's me, Mr. Hits in ten minutes
If she got a booty we can talk a few minutes
But let's talk facts, show respect
A motherfucking album by Jeff and Greg
That's how it's done, greasy punks
They don't even break acts, fucking humpty dump
We the shit, our crowd buy tickets
When you play they hear the sounds of crickets
Stop it, man!

I need everybody from front to back, side to side
To put those fucking hands up and say this

GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
And you don't stop!
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop

And we don't stop
And we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy and we don't stop
GPF and Jizzy
And you don't stop!

I've been too focused on making this album good
That I forgot to completely fuck it up
By greasing it up with 507 million BPM