Lyric

Hey brother, What's your idea

My brain is rigid so shit, shit, shit and

Hey brother, You're bad drinker

Your brain always smells like a alcohol

Hey brother, How high How low

Killing it on the floor, dance, dance, dance and

Hey brother, Got scolded again?

I can’t help being drawn to you, just you

Where?

Where is our own paradise

You are in the upstairs

I'm in the underground oh dude

So far away but

On the same side

Don’t stay in the dark

I never pray I never pray

But good luck to you

You're bad trip brothers

Here, Coka cola, it’s my idea

Can't help being drawn to you

And tequilas, what's your idea

Can't help being drawn to

Hey brother, How it's working

What kind of sound do you want to feel

Hey brother, Fighting again?

Just wanna see your mouth with hanging open

Where?

Where is our own paradise

You are in the upstairs

I'm in the underground oh dude

So far away but

On the same side

Don’t stay in the dark

I never pray I never pray

But good luck to you

You're bad trip brothers