Burning Man & UFOs Lyrics

Yeah, you′re not going to Germany

You're going to Burning Man with me

We're gonna see some UFOs

That′s the future that we chose

Hanging out in the desert

Never feeling like any regret we deserve

Life′s too good and it's too short

Comes with strength, it comes with force

You gotta be ready

Eating spaghetti

Chilling here, cannabis

It was never my plan to miss out

I had no doubt

I was gonna make it

Take it away

I don′t care if you're green or yellow

Yeah, to me you seem like a pretty nice fellow

Come on over and eat some jello

You′re pretty damn mellow

UFOs, flying objects

Getting lost in space

This was just my place

Yeah, yeah

Give it up for G Nasty on the violin

My bad it's a mandolin

You′re bringing me back to the days I like

Never was even a way to fight

Had to be in love with each day

I never stopped to worry much

I would never hurry much

I just enjoyed every day