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Back to bed next to ledge, the Chia Pet and garden tools
Dollar booze with ginger ale, Hollow rooms with missing mail
Think of the machine and sipping lean cuisine with Christian Bale
Thinning herds pluck the wings, edited for younger things
Predators that gesture for your necklaces and onion rings
Restless nights on satin sill, get it right or pass the pill
To the left what’s in the box your Mrs. Marple wrapping films
Sad to skill cronies cold, Bobby bring the bowling ball
Full of gin, the wool is thin, the wolf is into Tony Hawk
Only talk when spoken to, no one really noticed you
Sitting in electric chairs with weapons bared and open wounds
Show you through the roping as you're coasting through the great escape
Officer this gentleman just pretzel thinned your mayonnaise
Day to day, check to check, let's just get this money stocked
Easter Egg your burglars, your worshipers get bunny-hopped
What he got magnificence, culture clash steamer truck
Bubble gum a couple ones and tickets to the breeder's cup
See the stuff that's in the soul, DT’s from the fender bends
Shake it like a Polaroid and throwing coins off Everest
Peppermint Patty got her fingers on his trigger now
Met her at the track meet gettin' splashy til her tits were out
Buzzin' round the mountain with a pocket full of EpiPens
Plugged into the faithless as the ancients summoned Benny's jet
Who-who-who (Bennies, uppers)
You al-you al- (Speed, downers)
Who-who- (Weed, speed)
You al-you al- (Bennies, uppers)
Who-who-who taught you how to do this stuff
You al-you al- (Bennies, uppers)
Who-who- (Speed, downers)
You al-you al- (Weed, speed)
Who-who- (Bennies, uppers)
I learned it by watching you
You alright
You can raise the bar
You can call the ball
You can make the moves or do nothing at all
You could be a part of a much greater cause
And then fake it till you make it till your paint is coming off
You can raise the bar
You can call the ball
You can make the moves or do nothing at all
You could be a part of a much greater cause
And then fake it till you make it till your paint is coming off
Blindfold, billfold, all the same
When the break starts taking you for all your eggs
And the tax man tell ya that you’re talking strange
And wanna know if you're really on the Boston Braves
When the mighty are moved by the car you drive
And the pirates approve of your harbor crime
And the eye of the tiger gets saucer sized
When wifey is all up in your call decline
Might be likely a crooked court
Start writing all for your book report
Crossing the states with a brick of Bjork
You can sniff till you’re stiff and your kicks are caught
Pitchers poured over open ice
At the polls like bitch I just voted twice
Does it really even matter when the over riots
Go from proud to a fuckin' clown overnight?