The-the girl with the silicone breasts
Is-is stomping her foot, ay qué cabrón*
She points at the sky, horny, she would like him to do the same
Hopefully he will get a boner as a reaction
And-and the detonation will be heard
Five or six of these kids are getting ready to do the same, do the same, do the same
Bruce is in the fog
Not really sure what he can wish for
Bruce is in the fog
Not really sure of what he wants
He-he now has facial tics/spasms
Le-let-let him dream of his boat**
All the faces look alike each other
He laughs and cries at the same time
His-his-his friends are vaping, with their chin down
He secretly dreams about the wood
Even if the smoke went under the doors, it would have been the same, been the same, been the same
Bruce is in the fog
Not really sure what he can wish for
Bruce is in the fog
Not really sure of what he wants to
Bruce is in the fog
Not really sure what he can wish for
Bruce is in the fog
Not really sure of what he wants to
Ah, Bruce, oh, Bruce, oh Bruce, oh, Bruce