Let's cut down the day In this green rusty van Like a red cadillac Top down, shoulders tan I bought my first watch But it feels all wrong Let's wait out the day Bring the heat along
And when the timing's right Hold up wait We'll pull to the side Arms up, count it down Just like Five, four, three, two, one
The checkered flag Means we've just begun Let's cut it down
And we cut down The day in my old van Count down from Five, four, three, two, one
