Lucky

You gotta know when to run
But I'm going underground
Your as fictional as the monkey man
So lip up fatty, I'm going underground
I don't like Mondays really
I ain't in the mood to shoot, really
Boots to asses, tough as an rock
Take me on, F5 you like the beast, Brock
So just watch the time tick, tick tock
You'll be lucky to be alive
Door locked!
So scatter on already, and toughen up!
Like just pump up the jam
Bam, bam, lets fuck this shit up
Show you the real world
Hopefully a slap would wake you up