carol come outsidenwanna gonna go for a ridenwe got an ice cream truckn& fireworks to lightnnwith the music upnloud as we can stand itnroman candles in a vacant lotnwe'll feel like banditsnnin a stolen ice cream trucknon the wrong side of townnsparklers out all the windowsnunder shrill familiar soundsnnhazel stole some beernyou work the breaks i'll steernover fences and lawnsnwe'll drive around til the gas runs outnnon look out for the copsnbinoculars made out of push up popsnall the missiles are meltingnwe'll give them awaynnanna stole an ice cream trucknon the wrong side of townnhigh on stolen pills from her sister's treatmentni think it's gonna be pretty bad when we come down