A Place Called Slaughter Race

♪ What is my dream? ♪

Raah! Well, ladies, I tried.

♪♪♪

[gasps]

[helicopter blades whirring]

♪ What can it be? ♪

♪ Am I a baby pigeon sprouting wings to soar? ♪

♪ Was that a metaphor? ♪

♪ Hey, there's A Dollar Store ♪

♪ Look, I'm rhyming ♪

♪ My spirit's climbing ♪

♪ As I'm called through this fog of mace ♪

♪ To this place ♪

[tires screech]

♪ Is that appliance stolen? ♪

♪ We have ♪

♪ Dumpster fires ♪

♪ And burning tires ♪

♪ That great white in the sewer ♪

♪ You'll be happy that you knew her ♪

♪ Dogs and cats, they sure taste great ♪

♪ With a side of license plate ♪

♪ Some find us deplorable ♪

♪ Well, I think you're adorable ♪

♪ We may be a motley crew, but our hearts ring true ♪

♪ And just for you, a face tattoo ♪

♪♪♪ [chorus vocalizing]

♪♪♪ [chorus vocalizing]

[both] ♪ This Slaughter Race ♪

♪ I know I should go ♪

♪ But home feels so slow ♪

♪ These roads are paved with dreams ♪

[bicycle bell dings]

♪ What would Ralph say ♪

♪ If it turns out I stay ♪

♪ In this place called ♪

♪ In this place called ♪

♪ Slaughter Race ♪