Gwash been fighting boko since eyjafjallajokull

Not a yokel but by most means he’s known to keep it local

A vocalist, socialist, preaching down Abacha

Gwash got the danzo choir grooving mambo cha-cha

Praise the holy ghost, a phantom and he knows it

Moves to roof youths destitute or mad loaded

Whether it be physically — beneath shingles or mental

Veneer sear gwash knows to subsidize all dental

Blulo magic — spread notions cross the oceans

Six pack of gwash extract that’s some praise potion

Super side, crush the cans bare hands bled devotion locomotion — them logos coax normal folks with promotions

Message in a bottle washed up on shores laotian, cross continents erase confidence among foes cause commotion

Extra cool extra cool read all about it that’s the slogan

Gwash for president sights set on subsidizing all rodents

[oh if gwash could preach forever]

He’d find a way for worse or better

To wake up early, yearly

And don the cosmic sweater

Better get up, dusted off

Unleaven brethren slept enough