My friend picked me up about a quarter past five.
Stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive.
Had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up.
Now we're breathing deeply, breathing deeply.
And there's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck?
There's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead or what?

Well, we spent many years always trying to get high.
Seems like there wasn't nothin' that we wouldn't try.
We made bongs out of bananas. We freebased turpentine!
We were always looking, always looking.
Now there's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck?
There's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead or what?

Well, we got a good idea, so we pulled off the road.
Got some Molly Hatchet going on the stereo.
I said, "Let's get out the nitrous and let the windows go up."
Now I can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing.
And there's a fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck?
A fume in this truck and I don't know if we're dead or what? Yeah!