Hey there buddy We're the rowdy rough boys And we dont take kindly to your kind around here Better turn around and make haste Before I introduce my knife to your face And I'll throw you off this bridge Being the fool I am I took a swing Like I was in a boxing ring But I missed and he was clearly pissed Brandishing his knife He lunged at me like I was God And I had really let him down Then she lifted me over her head And threw me into the river Where I cracked my head And floated toward you Where you beautifully said Are you ok? Is there something I can do? I want to help you Oh, alright Are you ok? You look so out of place With blood running down your face In the moonlight