Tony:
All right, let's get some beer and some weed and let's go to the zoo.
Riff:
Like the old days, huh?
Tony:
Yeah. I will if you will.
Riff:
You know me, brother. I don't look back.
Tony:
Why? You afraid of what you're gonna see?
Riff:
No, I look ahead. I wanna be prepared in case they come prepared. So, give me the gun, Tony. I mean it. Now.
Tony:
[singing]
Boy, boy, crazy boy, Get cool, boy, Got a rocket, In your pocket, Keep coolly cool, boy...
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:45