Текст: Foo Fighters. FFL.

Ready aim fire

No one fuckin' around standing in the line
You gotta feel it right between the eyes
Time is runnin' out, time to do it right, now

My oh my, every thing's gonna be fine
My oh my, fat fucking lie

Let yourself go, let me test your fate
Make your head roll, make your legs shake
Dance to the sound of heartache


My oh my, every thing's gonna be fine
My oh my, fat fucking lie, oh

Fat fucking lie, get on your bikes and ride

My oh my, every thing's gonna be fine
My oh my, fat fucking lie, fat fucking lie