[Intro]

Okay, this is a nice pipe

[Verse]

Oh, hello, welcome

Let me check your appointment, then

Ah, right here written in ballpoint pen

Now it's gonna get a little bit hectic from here so point your head

Down towards the ground and follow the pointmen (*Clears throat*)

Let Dave explain

We're getting to the point of no return

Can't save your game

There's no checkpoint on the way, and if you don't observe

You'll be held at gunpoint, point blank

Forfeiting all of your points, man

Withdraw it from the cashpoint in the wall

And forced to put it all in my point bank

I-I don't feel guilt

There's no point crying over spilled milk

And with a little bit of luck, I can cover it up

Smoothly like I did it with a silk quilt

What's the point of this

For the sake of art, man; pointillist

Don't take it hard, it's pointless

So enjoy the ride, and find the like, and then point and click

Let me point out you're avoiding the stats

You're nothing but a point on a graph

Had a pacifistic standpoint in the past

But times change, man, so I point and I laugh

When I'm pointing a gat and I'm pinpoint accurate

Center of attention; midpoint master

And I would appoint you, apprentice

If it wasn't so hard to be this pretentious

Dave, that selling point isn't the best

Uh, thanks, I'd never have guessed that, Poindexter

But when I loudly voice my point of view

It's counterpoint; you'll sing a different tune

But I never want to be a bit of a disappointment

So I'll point out that I feel pointedly poignant

'Cause I'm actually nice

Like when my Irish friend says "Fancy a pint!"

[Outro]

Uh, no... No