Last week Kyle left the band
Now we’re back together
Misunderstanding, didn’t understand
Doesn’t matter, now we’re back together again
Couldn’t split up Kato and Nash
Couldn’t split up Tango and Cash
This is our song of exalted joy Because
We are the band that kicks some ass
Rock the fucking house and kick some ass
What are we gonna do with all the cash
Smoke hash
And then we’re thrashed
We’ll throw a big old bash
Everyone, you’re all invited to the bash
