We'd like to introduce you to the nature of our trials   We'd love the chance to bring your elders down   So fix your Dad a drink 'cause we're gonna need to think   Now you're a plane we won't need them around anymore   We done a lot of dumb things now, sure hope we do some more   And we'll wait all summer just to piss on your door      The wing commander's sister is a golden haired surprise   I can't walk far but I can shoot for miles   And my radar can see anyone over thirteen   Now you're grown up we don't need you around anymore      We done a lot of dumb things now, sure hope we do some more   It's the last summer so in our dust you will crawl