Blazing Strings

Yeah, we're speeding it up

now.

Watch this.

Step in the room,

they think they hear thunder

Ciaran and Muneeb, the scent-world wonder

Leather jackets on,

trying to look mean

Hardest boys to ever hit the fragrance scene

Ciaran's got the stare,

calling himself the boss

Muneeb's in the back,

throwing up a gang sign cross

They talk about the streets,

talk about the block

But the only thing they're running is a digital clock "Fragrance Flan"

is shouting, trying to sound rough But one cold breeze and he’s

had enough AROMATIX beside him,

looking real swole But he’s terrified of spiders and a cereal bowl.

Oh, they’re acting so bad,

acting so hard

Two little puppies barking in the yard

Eggheads and idiots, chasing their tail

Trying to be gangsters,

epic fail Yeah, they're certified dogs,

just chasing a bone The softest outlaws that you've ever known.

Ciaran claims he’s dangerous,

a real wild man But his mum still packs his lunch in

a Tupperware can He adjusts his collar,

flexing for the view Then gets confused by a drop of superglue

Muneeb's got the spreadsheets,

plotting out the crime But he’s stuck on a crossword,

taking up his time They're supposed to be thugs,

living on the edge But they're reading encyclopedias on a window ledge

Total nerds in disguise,

playing a part With a calculator app and a bleeding heart Two

absolute clowns, thinking they're elite While wearing matching slippers on their tiny

feet.

Oh, they’re acting so bad,

acting so hard

Two little puppies barking in the yard

Eggheads and idiots, chasing their tail

Trying to be gangsters,

epic fail Yeah, they're certified dogs,

just chasing a bone The softest outlaws

that you've ever known.

Fragrance Flan is whimpering,

AROMATIX is spent They tried to look tough but they just lost

the scent

Barking at the moon,

running up a hill Two goofy dogs who can't even stand still.

Yeah,

look at 'em run.

Just a couple of eggheads.

Woof.