Triple A

[vc_row][vc_column][title type="subtitle-h6"]John McCracken[/title][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width="11/12"][vc_column_text]lighting roadside flares by the roadside,we talked about wearing lampshades in the shade.We wanted to celebrate with celebrates,go stargazing with the stars.[spacer height="20"]We talked about wearing lampshades in the shademeanwhile, Ashton Kutcher’s in the kitchenwe wanted to celebrate with celebrities,whipping up car bombs to forget about bombed cars.[spacer height="20"]Meanwhile, Ashton Kutcher’s in the kitchen,I’m in the backseat on this backstreet,whipping up car bombs to forget about bombed carsfucking listening to boys talk about fucking.[spacer height="20"]I’m in the backseat on this backstreeton the icy road we rode,fucking listening to boys talk about fucking,turned around we turned over.[spacer height="20"]On the icy road we rode,broken down with the windshield breaking,turned around we turned over,so we buffed out dents trying to look buff.[spacer height="20"]Broken down with the windshield breaking,boys fucking love talking about fucking,we buffed out dents trying to look buff,They wish they were back home with nothing to wear.[spacer height="20"]Boys fucking love talking about fuckinglaying bare ass, barely able to get some ass.They wish they were back home with nothing to wear,he talks about cuming knowing she’s not coming.[spacer height="20"]I’m in the backseat on this backstreet,we wanted to celebrate with celebrities,I’m fucking listening to boys talk about fucking,and we’re lighting roadside flares by the roadside.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]