Lyrics
So who goes there?
You know there (You know there)
It's that bro there (It's that bro there)
So don't go there (Don't you go)
Who goes there? (Who are you?)
You know there (It's time you know)
It's that bro there (That be one of those)
So don't go there
Jungle boogie man, rumble boogie man
Missin' looky and through the cranny and
Through the alley and the Idaho
In an unknown neighbourhood driving slow
And it's that type you know that keep the lights down low
Or so it go, or so it gone
I know my rights, I fight the hype, I'll take back that from
I'm so idiom and sad, I'm OCD
Poison in the pram, approaching thee
If we tolerate this, we cease to exist now
I told the boy not to take the piss
Now we count one, two to apocalypse
So who goes there?
You know there (You should know by now)
It's that bro there (It's that bro)
So don't go there
Painting pretty patterns with them rusty blades
Heat neatly hidden in them busty babes
Paranoid, really can't trust the day
And we were told we shouldn't throw trust away
It ain't nothing personal, it's just a day
Man kick slang and they talk a boss
And really don't know what they talking of
Man down, now we're looking at the chalk that was
So who goes there?
You know there (You know)
It's that bro there (It's that bro)
So don't go there (Don't you go)
Who goes there? (Who is it?)
You know there
It's that bro there
So don't go there
Was it you that brought the flowers and was howling at the moon?
Saying I can't relate to the hate that looms
Impending destruction, grief, and doom
But something's so compelling about the dissident tune
I swoons, I swear my tears do travel
Funny we fathom as we launch that cannon
Chocks away, toot it to the pips
Strudel of the hood will land the acid on your hips like
Who goes there?
You know there
It's that bro there
So don't go there
Who goes there?
You know there
It's that bro there
So don't go there
You know there (You know there)
It's that bro there (It's that bro there)
So don't go there (Don't you go)
Who goes there? (Who are you?)
You know there (It's time you know)
It's that bro there (That be one of those)
So don't go there
Jungle boogie man, rumble boogie man
Missin' looky and through the cranny and
Through the alley and the Idaho
In an unknown neighbourhood driving slow
And it's that type you know that keep the lights down low
Or so it go, or so it gone
I know my rights, I fight the hype, I'll take back that from
I'm so idiom and sad, I'm OCD
Poison in the pram, approaching thee
If we tolerate this, we cease to exist now
I told the boy not to take the piss
Now we count one, two to apocalypse
So who goes there?
You know there (You should know by now)
It's that bro there (It's that bro)
So don't go there
Painting pretty patterns with them rusty blades
Heat neatly hidden in them busty babes
Paranoid, really can't trust the day
And we were told we shouldn't throw trust away
It ain't nothing personal, it's just a day
Man kick slang and they talk a boss
And really don't know what they talking of
Man down, now we're looking at the chalk that was
So who goes there?
You know there (You know)
It's that bro there (It's that bro)
So don't go there (Don't you go)
Who goes there? (Who is it?)
You know there
It's that bro there
So don't go there
Was it you that brought the flowers and was howling at the moon?
Saying I can't relate to the hate that looms
Impending destruction, grief, and doom
But something's so compelling about the dissident tune
I swoons, I swear my tears do travel
Funny we fathom as we launch that cannon
Chocks away, toot it to the pips
Strudel of the hood will land the acid on your hips like
Who goes there?
You know there
It's that bro there
So don't go there
Who goes there?
You know there
It's that bro there
So don't go there