We've Got All Three Lanes Come on in said guido We need eight seats where we can eato Thats just fine you can sit and dine Just pay the cheque when you finito The girls showed up an hour late before we knew it we had food on our plate we had our fill then paid the bill And hurried home so we wouldn't be late We drove home on that May night On the way we saw an awful sight People were scared, bodies everywhere Some dead boys headin for the light Nice people would stop Nice people would call a cop But not us thats to much fuss So we sang this song to the top BEEEECAUSE They're deaths not in vain We've got...All three lanes Their moms are cryin cause their boys are dyiin We've got...All three lanes Some would say we were rude But who cares about mortality when Stu needs food Corpses on the ground Three cheers all around Driving crazy's where its at dude They gave their lives for a higher being But All Three lanes is what we're seeing You've already heard so sing the words All three Lanes is what we're singeing BEEEEECAUSE Their deaths not in vain We've got...All three lanes Their moms were cryin cause their boys were dyin We've got...All three lanes
		Critical Mass Fuckin' and shakin' is goin' on My man Kelly is gettin' his freak on. Jodes party is about to break, Critical Mass is about to hit, So every guy behing a soft warm tit. -Chorus- Duck and cover, here it comes Critical Mass is approaching fast I hope I don't shit. My buddy Stew is upstairs now Pukin' like a mudda fukin' cow The cups have been rimmed And the guest are jumpin' here comes Critical Mass A Thump, Thump, Thumpin'. -Chorus- Duck and Cover, here it comes Critical Mass is approaching fast I hope I don't shit. I hope I don't shit.... I hope I don't shit...  (Fading Away)