Don't Get Killed Lyrics

Oh my god, we're out of milk



(Oh, do you remember this? Ah, then if you could do it for me, I would be so grateful. If you... if you really remember it, how I envy you. Listen, don't tell me how it ends because... No, wait a minute... No, I think I remember...)



Oh my god, we're out of milk

It's the middle of the night, and we're out of milk

The grocery store is four blocks away

Good luck, Mary

Don't get killed

Don't get killed

Don't get killed

Keep your head down; don't get killed

Run real fast down the middle of the street

I love you, honey; don't get killed

I don't wanna be no star

I don't wanna travel far

I don't want no fancy car

All I want is to not get killed

Don't get killed

Don't get killed

That's the main thing

Don't get killed

Run real fast down the middle of the street

I love you, honey; don't get killed

Cockroach on the bathroom wall

Asshole at the shopping mall

All god's creatures great and small

Do their best to not get killed

Don't get killed

Don't get killed

That's the main thing

Don't get killed

Run real fast down the middle of the street

I love you, honey; don't get killed

Oh my god, we're out of milk

It's the middle of the night, and we're out of milk

The grocery store is four blocks away

While you're there, get ice cream, too