Art Rush - Silver Corolla (Computadors Remix) lyrics

Bungled robbery Silver Corolla Year 12 was wrapping up We needed money fast We wanted to catch up with the rest of the cla** of 1985 And f** some drunk chicks Where nobody checks your ID Where the vaginal secretions Flow like Vodka Sky Midori And we only had three hundred bucks between us So we thought we'd just rob a shop Bungled robbery Silver Corolla Jesus I was evil Or maybe I was just young In any case I can't believe that I wasn't nervous at all As we drove into the parking lot Warringah's lovely parking lot And everything was kind of grey with motorcycle helmets on Out the door and out the door And out the door and out the door We were flying, running, flying Out the door and out the door Bungled robbery Silver Corolla I'll never forget the look On the Coles' employee faces In fact I often see them Right before I go to sleep Scotty took his helmet off To whack the security guard And when he did The camera got his face Our getaway car was a silver Corolla Registered to me So it wasnt long before they tracked us down They tracked us down We had not planned it very well Bungled robbery Silver Corolla