Nine p.m I´m going to, spend the evening with
My friends
Like usually it would be, very funny and
Boring

There´ s no way out from this time, if you
Don´t whant to be depressed
Even if you go away, everybody smoke some
Crack
You must think that I am wrong
But you haven´t got the right

Pre-chorus:
Go away to smoke whit us
You won´t say that sucks anymore
Come out and smoke and you will...

{Refrain:}
Flying...

Get higher with all my friends, I´ll never be
Sick of it
I hope growing-up doesn´t mean, you must
Stop to smoke some crack
You must think that I am wrong
But you haven´t got the right