Parody of Ray Charles’s song, “Hit The Road Jack“
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more.)
What you say?
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more.)
Woah Woman, oh Chloe, looks really so mean,
Dark hair and make-up is not what you once seemed.
And CTU is the same old corrupt story so
Forget it, Jack, and pack your things and go. (That’s right)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more.)
What you say?
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more.)
Now Jack, listen Jack, don’t shoot and blow things-a way
’Cause maybe the world will be safe one of these days.
(Don’t care if you’re not in the mood)
(Don’t say, “Damn it,” because we’ll miss your ways bad and good.)
Well, it’s been fun to see you again, so
Hello and good-bye because it’s now time to go. (That’s right)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more.)
What you say?
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more, no more, no more, no more.)
(Hit the road Jack. 24 won’t come back no more.)
Well
(24 won’t come back no more.)
Jack, what you say?
(24 won’t come back no more.)
I don’t have a quarter for the Phone Booth for you.
(24 won’t come back no more.)
You can’t be Taking Lives.
(24 won’t come back no more.)
Oh, now my Desert Saint, please.
(24 won’t come back no more.)
What you tryin’ to do, Cowboy Up?
(24 won’t come back no more.)
Oh, you will always be a Lost Boy to me.
(24 won’t come back no more.)
