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tobuscus – get bloody lyrics

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i always dreamt of bmx
ha!
got no more time for dreaming
my ex-wife resisted bringing our
nine-year-old son timmy

[timmy]
no, dad, i don’t –

[dad]
come on

[timmy]
i don’t want to go

[dad]
you’re going

[timmy]
i really don’t

[dad]
shut up, son

[timmy]
gah!

we don’t need a car

[timmy]
dad, that’s a cliff

i’ll just hold

[timmy]
um…

the space bar

[timmy]
dad, you’re going too fast

[dad]
argh!

[timmy]
no, dad!

respawn at the start
didn’t get very far

[timmy]
we never do, dad

[dad]
shut up, son

i ride a bike with my son
we always have so much fun

[timmy]
no, we don’t

unless there’s mines on the ground

[timmy]
dad, landmine!

then things are gonna get bl–dy

[timmy]
oh, no!

i ride a bike with my son

[timmy]
dad!

sometimes we do bottle runs

[timmy]
(no!)

sometimes we dodge harpoon guns

[timmy]
(ow!)

sometimes i get to launch timmy

[timmy]
(what? no!)

sometimes i get to launch timmy

[timmy]
(no!)

for tim’s perspective, just press c

[timmy]
(no!)

i think it’s time to get bl–dy
i think it’s time to get bl–dy
(oh, no)

[timmy]
dad, stop

[dad]
i can’t, son

[timmy]
give up, dad

[dad]
i don’t know how

[timmy]
it’s just not fun anymore, dad

[dad]
ah, so you admit it was fun once?

[timmy]
gah!

it’s hard to keep on living

[timmy]
argh, god!

this course is unforgiving

[dad]
gargh!

[timmy]
oh, no, dad!

i doubt that will be healing

[timmy]
dad, you should go to the hospital

[dad]
i don’t have insurance

son, keep the handles steady

[timmy]
dad, what are you doing?

[dad]
winning, son, charlie sheen

[timmy]
oh, god

we’ve come too far
to give up on this course

[timmy]
i disagree… argh!

[dad]
ow!

i don’t need my arms
that’s what my son is for

[timmy]
no, dad, slow down!

[dad]
whoo!

we’re riding towards a big jump
we fly in front of the sun
it’s about time we finally won
think we have earned a victory

[dad]
yes!

[timmy]
yay

[dad]
we did it!

[timmy]
yay

[dad]
oh, yeah!

[timmy]
oh, good

[dad]
wanna go again?

[timmy]
no!

[dad]
you know what i’m gonna do?
i’m gonna put on my victory helmet

[timmy]
oh, you look like a robot!

robotic dance of victory
robotic dance of vic-
robotic dance of victory
robotic dance of vic-

robotic dance of victory
robotic dance of victory
robotic dance of victory
robotic dance of victory

[mom]
i’m irresponsible mom
thought i should be in this song
he rides a bike with our son
don’t want to fight for custody

i’m kind of glad when he’s gone
i got two kids of my own
and k!lling us would be wrong
unless it happens out of frame
(whoa!)

[dad]
good one, son
(argh!)

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