Click Clack lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don't really get you sometimes
It's okay, not feelin' the best
Stayed up late, then you came on time
Looks like you brought a friend
Six-foot-six and he could kick my ass (No way)
Yeah man, I'm bet
[?] the left, tip to the right
Put a gun to his chest to stop the fight

[Pre-Chorus]
I got itchy trigger fingers
Yeah, my fingers f*ckin' itching
It's f*ckin' itching (f*ck)

[Chorus]
Click clack and the room gets quiet
One more hit, b*tch, don't even try it
Big man better step the f*ck down
Ain't room for two of us inside of this town (Bang)
Click clack and the room gets quiet
One more hit, b*tch don't еven try it
Big man better stеp the f*ck down
Ain't room for two of us inside of this town

[Verse 2]
Dropped two rounds and he hit the floor
Cops showed up knocking on the door
Damn this dude, the f*ck you crying for?
Took first blood, now I want some more
Kill for the sport, blood, I want more
Ran out of bullets, so I went to the store
I can't believe this Five-O on my ass
I'll hop in my car and then I'll do the dash
[Pre-Chorus]
I got itchy trigger fingers
Yeah, my fingers f*ckin' itching
It's f*ckin' itching
I got itchy trigger fingers
Yeah, my fingers f*ckin' itching
It's f*ckin' itching
(You are surrounded, come out with your hands up)

[Chorus]
Click clack and the room gets quiet
One more hit, b*tch, don't even try it
Big man better step the f*ck down
Ain't room for two of us inside of this town (Bang)
Click clack and the room gets quiet
One more hit, b*tch don't even try it
Big man better step the f*ck down
Ain't room for two of us inside of this town

[Outro]
Yo, if your name is Teenage Disaster, what happens when you turn 30—, okay, alright calm—