Lyrics:

My friend picked me up about quarter past five
We stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive
We had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows up
Now we're breathing deeply, breathing deeply

And there's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
There's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck or what

We spent many years always trying to get high

And there's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
There's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck or what

Well, we got a good idea, so we pulled off the road
Got some Molly Hatchet going on the stereo
I said, 'Let's roll up all the windows and let the nitrous go.'
Now we can't stop laughing, can't stop laughing

And there's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
There's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
Or what the fuck is going on?

There's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck
There's a fume in this truck
And I don't know if we're dead or what the fuck