Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
Big gulp, I'm tippin'
Don't sag my bridges
Lebowski got bigger
Shout to Jeff Bridges
They say rad is dead
The dead has now risen
A zombie that's skates 8.5 yeah, that's bitching
Now bounce like suspension
No whammies, big business
Sip Slurpee from big gulp now that's your communion
Unholy union if Satan made music produced by George Lucas
Now please pass that hummus
I'm ridin' round bumpin' carcass
Level 9000 is my target
Too many dudes in this room
This party smell like armpit
I'm ridin' round bumpin' carcass
Level 9000 is my target
Too many dudes in this room
This party smell like armpit
Our father
To you we pray
You keep it cool
The others lame
Their shows weak
They too tame
We need you on the job
Pray to the rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
This god's a rad god so don't make me angry
Only not being lame will guarantee your safety
TV's on, disciples going crazy
Couch is comfy, let's do some surfing, baby
Grab the remote, I'm feeling lazy
Arrested development, we watching maybe
For sure, for sure, our house of suede velour
Out on tour, show is on
The pit is full, they pray for more
Here I is, here I am, bring the sacrificial lamb
Some fans who think I smoke bring a sacrificial gram
And then they puff and then they pass but I don't puff so I pass
Then they ask you straight edge
I concur, not a drag
Our father
To you we pray
You keep it cool
The others lame
Their shows weak
They too tame
We need on the job
Pray to the rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god
Rad god
Pray to the rad god