Lyric Blood Gulch Blues
(Oh,You know what you could bitch about anything couldn t you?
We re gonna get a tank and you re worried about chicks
What chicks are we gonna pick up man? Frig!
And secondly How are we gonna pick up chicks
in a car that looks like that?)
(Ever Wonder Why we re here?)
(One of lifes great mysteries isn t it?)
(I don t know man)
(But it keeps me up at night)
Roses are red
And violets are blue.
One day we ll cruise down
Blood Gulch avenue
It s red versus red
and blue versus blue
It s I against I
and me against you
(I like it, got a ring to it)
Violets are blue, roses are red
living like this we were already dead
(what is that music?)
(I m going for the jeep, cover me)
Hop in my car
it don t have any doors
(shotgun shotgun! Fuck!)
It s built like a cat
It lands on fours
(I think it looks more like a Puma)
My car s like a puma
it drives on all fours
(One, two, ready, three)
(Son of a Bitch)
(Son of a Bitch)
(Son of a Bitch)
(It doesn t seem physiclly possible)
(Holy FUck, Team Killing FUck-Tard)
(Oh, You backstabbing cockbit)
(Is this guy a retard?)
(That doesn t seem physiclly possible)
Red versus red
Blue versus blue
(Stop the Philly talk you two)
(I could blow up the whole god-damn world with this thing...)
We re gonna get a tank and you re worried about chicks
What chicks are we gonna pick up man? Frig!
And secondly How are we gonna pick up chicks
in a car that looks like that?)
(Ever Wonder Why we re here?)
(One of lifes great mysteries isn t it?)
(I don t know man)
(But it keeps me up at night)
Roses are red
And violets are blue.
One day we ll cruise down
Blood Gulch avenue
It s red versus red
and blue versus blue
It s I against I
and me against you
(I like it, got a ring to it)
Violets are blue, roses are red
living like this we were already dead
(what is that music?)
(I m going for the jeep, cover me)
Hop in my car
it don t have any doors
(shotgun shotgun! Fuck!)
It s built like a cat
It lands on fours
(I think it looks more like a Puma)
My car s like a puma
it drives on all fours
(One, two, ready, three)
(Son of a Bitch)
(Son of a Bitch)
(Son of a Bitch)
(It doesn t seem physiclly possible)
(Holy FUck, Team Killing FUck-Tard)
(Oh, You backstabbing cockbit)
(Is this guy a retard?)
(That doesn t seem physiclly possible)
Red versus red
Blue versus blue
(Stop the Philly talk you two)
(I could blow up the whole god-damn world with this thing...)