Текст песни Yellow Jacket - Dispatch

Oh no, Big Willy got his bell rung
He hit the glass, and he like "oh, where is this from"
There I was, racing from the gate
Now I'm many a stitch
But I'mma get old, I'mma I'mma get old
And these wings will fit
I'mma get old, I'mma I'mma get old
And these wings will fit

Oh no, the yellow jacket got stung
Got your mama's blue roller skates on
Jump back and hide in the sheep shed
Oh no, the yellow jacket got stung
Got your mama's blue roller skates on
Jump back and hide in the sheep shed

Poor Flappy Jones, he got his bell rung too
He hit the glass, and he like "oh, what's this, this is new"
There I was, flying on a breeze
Now I'm many a stitch
But I'mma get old, I'mma get old
And these wings will fit
I'mma get old, I'mma I'mma get old
And these wings will fit

Oh no, the yellow jacket got stung
Got your mama's blue roller skates on
Jump back and hide in the sheep shed
Oh no, the yellow jacket got stung
Got your mama's blue roller skates on
Jump back and hide in the sheep shed

Oh no, Big Willy got his bell rung
Hit the glass, he like "oh, where is this from"
I was racing from the gate
Now I'm many a stitch

Oh no, the yellow jacket got stung
Got your mama's blue roller skates on
Jump back and hide in the sheep shed

Oh, but I'mma get old, I'mma get old
And these skates will fit
I'mma get old, I'mma I'mma get old
And these skates will fit
I'mma get old, I'mma I'mma get old
And these skates will fit
I'mma get old, I'mma I'mma get old
And these skates will fit