Running & Screaming - Where's Dave? Lyrics

Waking up in the night to let out Dave
He's nocturnal and he's itching to play

Turn on the lights so I can toke
I can't sleep till I take another load

The accountant's passed out in the bed beside
Tired and loc'd out from trolling all night

He's been mobbing around in the coochie whip
All over town strapped down by the hips

I'm sitting here, bored alone and awake
My mind is shaking like an earthquake

Maybe I'll mob over to the basement
But you know I'd rather not represent it

When I get there, what the f*ck's that smell
How swell, now I'm not feeling so well

Wasn't ever very hard to tell
Hit the bottle and hang out with my homie's shells (Oh hell)

When I finally stand up to leave
I get a head rush that's vicious and mean

My mind is feeling pretty blurry
So I take off in a hurry

Now I'm skating back down the hill
When some asshole flies by and almost
Makes me roadkill

And now my heart's beating like a drum
I feel it in my chest going (Rumpada-bumpada-bumpada-bumpada)

And I get home, and guess who's pissed
Look's at me cause I lack a pair of common sense (I guess)

Finally I'm laying back in bed
But I know when I wake up, I'll do it all again

Waking up in the night to let out Dave
He's nocturnal and he's itching to play

Turn on the lights so I can toke
I can't sleep till I take another load

The accountant's passed out in the bed beside
Tired and loc'd out from trolling all night

He's been mobbing around in the coochie whip
All over town strapped down by the hips

I'm sitting here, bored alone and awake
My mind is shaking like an earthquake

Maybe I'll mob over to the basement
But you know I'd rather not represent it

When I get there, what the f*ck's that smell
How swell, now I'm not feeling so well

Wasn't ever very hard to tell
Hit the bottle and hang out with my homie's shells (Oh hell)

When I finally stand up to leave
I get a head rush that's vicious and mean

My mind is feeling pretty blurry
So I take off in a hurry

Now I'm skating back down the hill
When some asshole flies by and almost
Makes me roadkill

And now my heart's beating like a drum
I feel it in my chest going (Rumpada-bumpada-bumpada-bumpada)

And I get home, and guess who's pissed
Look's at me cause I lack a pair of common sense (I guess)

Finally I'm laying back in bed
But I know when I wake up, I'll do it all again

But I know when I wake up, I'll do it all again
But I know when I wake up, I'll do it all again
But I know when I wake up, I'll do it all again
But I know when I wake up, I'll do it all again