Mania, Mania

Hunter S. Thompson
Gimme that adrenaline, son (yack!)
I drink lonely rum
‘Cause it gonna need another one (gonna need another one)
Hunter S. Thompson
Gimme that adrenaline, son (yack!)
I drink lonely rum
‘Cause it gonna need another one (gonna need another one)

This Jack be simple
This Jack ain’t slick
But this Jack gonna drop ‘til you limpin’, bitch
It’s solitaire until you play in pairs
It’s Fred Astaire until you hit the stairs

Just hit the button (just hit the button)
Say fuck the others, middle name is “Sudden”
Said hit the button (just hit the button)
I said hit the button, just hit the button (yo!)

Gotta get, gotta get, gotta get drunk
Gotta have, gotta have, gotta have fun
You mad or somethin’?
We on the moon
One time we jump and we leave the room

‘Cause I ain’t no comet
I’m the fuckin’ boom
I’m the meteorite
Lookin’ to consume
A piece of this planet
‘Til my face has planted
Now I’m manic, I panic
And now this drug is a habit, whoa

Hunter S. Thompson
Gimme that adrenaline, son (yack!)
I drink lonely rum
‘Cause it gonna need another one (gonna need another one)
Hunter S. Thompson
Gimme that adrenaline, son (yack!)
I drink lonely rum
‘Cause it gonna need another one (gonna need another one)

Mania, mania
Always kill the pain in ya
Get a little rainier
Umbrella, rum seller
Mania, mania
Dunno how it came to ya
You can put a cape on
You can put a cape on

Mania, mania
Always kill the pain in ya
Get a little rainier
Umbrella, rum seller
Mania, mania
Dunno how it came to ya
You can put a cape on
Nothin’ but a super bum, uhh

Shhh!

Don’t wake up the rest
It’s when it tastes the best
It might be tempting when it’s feeling empty
‘Cause it’s only blood in your chest

But you just got to trust
You only need the lust
It’s here detective, we’ve found what’s empty
There’s nothin’ left in our cup, ha

Gotta get, gotta get, gotta get drunk
Gotta stay, gotta stay, gotta stay fucked
The sun is coming
He’s mad or somethin’
This place was jumpin’
Now it’s only thumpin’

I’m an asteroid
Now I’m an asterisk
‘Cause when you dat boy
Then to ask you risk
These sticks and stones
They may hold your home
But imma break these bones
And hold words to fists, ahh

Hunter S. Thompson
Gimme that adrenaline, son (yack!)
I drink lonely rum
‘Cause it gonna need another one (gonna need another one)
Hunter S. Thompson
Gimme that adrenaline, son (yack!)
I drink lonely rum
‘Cause it gonna need another one (gonna need another one)

Mania, mania
Always kill the pain in ya
Get a little rainier
Umbrella, rum seller
Mania, mania
Dunno how it came to ya
You can put a cape on
You can put a cape on

Mania, mania
Always kill the pain in ya
Get a little rainier
Umbrella, rum seller
Mania, mania
Dunno how it came to ya
You can put a cape on
Nothin’ but a super bum, ahh!

Mania, mania
Mania, mania, mania (gonna-gonna-)
Mania, mania (yack)
Mania, mania, mania