Buzz - Weedeater

All aboard my only son

One and only chosen one

Nothing ventured, nothing’s done

Nothing gambled;

nothing’s won

Persay, It’s all okay

All aboard my only son

One and only chosen one

Headed to the setting sun

For half a day

Then come what may

The righteous one was born for us today

All aboard to save my son

One and only chosen one

Next to nothing we are done

Then come what may

It’s not okay

The evil one was born to us today

The one who wants to lead us all astray

The antidote;

the one and only way