At the airport customs they pulled me in But I swallowed the d** before the cops found 'em Got so damn high I couldn't spin And as we pulled outta Bucharest I was still tripping Half liters in the back of the car With my brothers and sisters down to the Stroeja Mangled all night to the gypsy punk We flipped the switch we ran the dub We had the car bombs the white poison too From the front to the back had the whole damn crew And when we shut her down at the break of dawn Pa**ed out on the couch with my clothes still on man Side by side out looking for salvation Brothers and sisters we run this operation And as the sun comes up I wonder to the sea And I wash my sins away in Thessaloniki Through the city streets we drank and talked Rocked the basements climbed the walls Locked the hotel doors till the maids went nuts Hooked up downtown for a liquid luncheon From the pearl of the east to the riviera Man we rocked the dubstep the ska and punk Seaside to seaside bar to club Pa** the bottle till you pa** out Wake the f** up Sitting in the car again Wonder what tomorrow brings Stagger up behind the decks Feeling like a flipping wreck