Fume (version 2)

My friend picked me up about quarter past five We stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive We had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up Now we're breathin' deeply, breathin' deeply And there's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k or what We spent many years always tryin' to get high Smokin' broken pencils and beatin' up kids Talkin' to the devil and drinkin' a coke Now we're totally rockin', totally rockin' And there's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k or what We got a good idea so we pulled off the road Got some molly hatchet goin' on the stereo I said, "Let's roll up the windows, and let the nitrous go" Now we can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k Or what the f**k is going on {And I really don't think that I know what to do There's a man in my shoe, yeah} There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k or what There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k or what There's a fume in this truck And I don't know if we're dead or what the f**k