Williams won't you wait a while
Williams won't you make us smile
No key to unlock the door
To an interdimensional dump truck world
Forty fuckin' tons of thundering bliss
The tip of southern hell
Ain't even hotter than this
If you want to go to Willamsburgland
You gotta check with Cain
Because that dog is the man

Dude, isn't that fuckin'
Dude that's fuckin Williams!
Holy shit look at that fuckin' truck!
Dude, that truck is the size
Of my fucking ass
Good Christ man let's go
(Check this shit out)

I can't believe my eyes
Shining in the sky
I hope Cain enjoys my smell
So I can get inside

Welcome to my dump truck
Inside Williamsburg land
The power seats and cold A/C
Is under Cain's command
Men like me who poop and pee
Inside a coffee can
If you want to get inside
Three tests you will withstand

Dig a hole and live in it
And sleep in it for fifteen days
Steal a goddamn police car
And drive it in the lake
Eat a prepubescent narcoleptic
Peeled and sautéed steak

Dude I passed the test
Fuckin' so did I man!
Dude, did you eat the steak?
Yeah I fuckin' did
The car?
Dude, have you ever tried
To find a cow with narcolepsy?
I've done it!

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