Give me all you've got And bring it on Twenty thousand years ago, I'd probably feel this strong Somewhere in a cave Fighting the ice age Showing off the tiger that I fought today And the bite marks on my face What a pretty sight What a magic rhyme I was gonna write but instead I read all of Vice So maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise Maybe I'll just rip off wicked this time Give her all you've got And bring it on Ninety thousand years ago, she'd probably feel this strong Somewhere by the sea Striking up dead trees Suddenly the fire's burning down the beach What a pretty sight What a pretty line Cut below the stoner smoke The window from outside Still shows a party, but it looks empty Though she's got a white row keeping company Give him all you've got And bring it on Ninety million years ago, he'd probably feel this strong Somewhere on all fours Proto-mammal and his thoughts are short, Eaten by the remnants of the dinosaurs What a pretty sight What a pretty mind Living in a shithole, just to sell in his spare time His suburban dad is kinda mad But this is the most fun that he's ever had Every day we're taking pills Afternoon and evening quil Putting on a show like Vaudeville (Woah, a show like Vaudeville) Every day we're taking pills Afternoon and evening quil Putting on a show like Vaudeville (Woah, a show like Vaudeville) Putting on a show like Vaudeville (Woah, a show like Vaudeville) Putting on a show like Vaudeville (Woah, a show like Vaudeville)