We're outta control.
We're outta our minds.
Breakin' bottles,
Bustin' glass,
Hell-bent and hog-wild.
You wonder where we're comin' from?
I don't fuckin' know.
This town is brain dead.
Sniffin' glue and movin' slow.
But we ain't in no rush.
To get nowhere fast
We're KLU
Cutting loose,
Drinkin' coke and kicking ass.