Tobuscus, April Efff - Get Bloody lyrics

I always dreamt of BMX, ha!
Got no more time for dreaming
My Ex Wife resisted bringing our
9 year old son Timmy

"No dad, I don't-" - "Come on"
"I don't wanna go" - "Youre going"
"I really don't" - "Shut up son" "Gah!"

We don't need a car ("Dad, that's a cliff!")
I'll just hold, the space bar
("Um, dad you're going too fast")
Respawn at the start didn't get very far
("We never do dad" - "Shut up son")

I ride a bike with my son
We always have so much fun ("No we don't")
Unless there's mines on the ground
("Dad, landmine!")
Then things are gonna get bloody ("Oh, no!")

I ride a bike with my son
Sometimes we do bottle runs ("Nooo!")
Sometimes we dodge harpoon guns ("Ow!")
Sometimes I get to launch Timmy
("What? Nooo!")
Sometimes I get to launch Timmy ("Nooo!")
For Tim's perspective, just press C
("Noooooo!") i think it's time to get bloody
I think it's time to get bloody ("Oh, no!")

"Dad stop" - "I can't son"
"Give up Dad" - "I don't know how"
"It's just not fun anymore Dad"
"Ah, so you admit it was fun once?" - "Gah!"

It's hard to keep on living
("Aargh, oh God!")
This course is unforgiving
("Gargh!" - "Oh, no Dad!")
I doubt that will be healing
("Dad, you should go to the hospital"
- "I don't have insurance")
Son, keep the handles steady
("Dad, what are you doing?")
("Winning, son, Charlie Sheen" - "Oh God")

We've come too far to give up on this course
("I disagree - Argh!") I don't need my arms
That's what my son is for
("No dad, slow down!" - "Wooooo!")

We're riding towards a big jump
We fly in front of the sun
It's about time we finally won
Think we have earned a victory

"Yesss! We did it!" - "Yay"
"Oh, yesss! Wanna go again?" - "Nooo!"
"You know what I'm gonna do? I'm
Gonna put on my victory helmet"
"Oh, you look like a robot!"

Robotic dance of victory
Robotic dance of vic-
Robotic dance of victory
Robotic dance of vic-
Robotic dance of victory
Robotic dance of victory
Robotic dance of victory
Robotic dance of victory

I'm irresponsible mom
Thought I should be in this song
He rides a bike with our son
Don't wanna fight for custody

I'm kinda glad when he's gone
I got two kids of my own
And killing us would be wrong
Unless it happens out of frame ("Aargh!")

"Good one son! Ow!"