I got Sun chip stock for hours A cooler full right to the brim AC running high and ready For our road trip to begin And yet I feel we're unprepared Maybe an unpaid fare? Something feels too amiss Are we ready for this? We're set on a road trip to California With a trunk full of fursuits Getting stopped at the border What the fuck Do I tell the guard At the border? Sir, we're heading to LA To dress up for the weekend The border guard is curious now He asks us questions on the fly So, what do furries do all weekend? I think I'm gonna get shot this time I explain with a metaphor And then he passed us our passports Enjoy your trip You too But as far as I'm aware I'm not walking there at all I'm driving a car down to the con space What the hell does he mean by that? We had sunchip stock for hours And we're 16 hours in I'm feeling kind of drowsy Fuck, one of my tires exploded God dammit We're set on a road trip to California With a trunk full of fursuits Cost $30,000 How the fuck Did my life get turned In this direction? I think I need to throw up US fast food is poison We set out on a road trip to California We arrived on a Thursday Only 8 hours late And thankfully I had insurance when I called the tow truck It really wasn't that bad Just don't ask about the repair cost US fast food is poison Except for Raising Cane's God, I love that sauce, man (holy shit) Yeah, I'm cringe Wearing carpet at a furry convention With my cohort of misfits And I'm feeling congested It's con crud I got heatstroke at a furry convention I think I'm gonna die here I'm in the blue dimension