We'd like to introduce you to the nature of our trials

We'd love the chance to bring your elders down

So fix your Dad a drink 'cause we're gonna need to think

Now you're a plane we won't need them around anymore

We done a lot of dumb things now, sure hope we do some more

And we'll wait all summer just to piss on your door



The wing commander's sister is a golden haired surprise

I can't walk far but I can shoot for miles

And my radar can see anyone over thirteen

Now you're grown up we don't need you around anymore



We done a lot of dumb things now, sure hope we do some more

It's the last summer so in our dust you will crawl