[Intro]
(“Out of nowhere, out of the total musical vacuum, out of total darkness, comes one - ONE, ONE, ONE! One ray of light… and it’s fucking [high bugs]”)
Whoop whoop whoop! Whoop! Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba!
(“You’re trying to get off, and you realize that these bands just don’t get you off…”)
Skrrrr! Skrrr!
[Part I: Dual Effect]
[Verse]
I get bored with a character creator if I can't wear pink eyeshadow
I think the PSP was ahead of its time
I got gables greener than Anne's
I wanna record an EP on PEI
What the fuck do you take me for?
I'd rather eat sand than wear a hat
I think they should have called it the DualShock 5
If you heat a Teflon pan too hot it'll kill birds
No keyhole in the ignition
But I gotta use the key to pop the airbag
How am I supposed to drive with the airbag out?
I wanna play two player Ghosts ‘n Goblins
I wanna play Four Swords with three other people
I wanna beat Mad Trax by myself
Anyway back to the car talk
I just replaced my brake with a second gas pedal
I use a plasma ball as a GPS
I don't care if I say the same thing twice
Nintendo 64 RAM expander
I'll carve a frog out of a big mushroom
I'll whittle a Sega Saturn out of petrified wood
I'll make a functioning fish out of bronze
I'll stay an extra night at Hackett’s Quarry
I gotta wear shades to look at the moon
(high bugs)
I can eat corn on the cob without fuckin’ up my teeth
I like corn on the cob without any butter
I eat corn on the cob raw off the stalk
Sometimes I suspect I can walk through mirrors
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a Dual Effect game
Sometimes I feel like an orchid mantis
Sometimes I'm really proud of my songs
Sometimes I write one like this
[Part II: Even Dracula]
[Interlude]
(It’s a crab thing, baby)
(I am impervious to propaganda)
[Verse]
I know what I'm doin’, I'm into it, I'm emerging from the water now
I know what I grew and we can light it now and smoke you out
I know what I threw right at the wall and I know some will stick
I know when I'm through and I'm not through, or over, or done yet
I know what I'm doin’, I'm into it, I’m - (Dracula will be there!)
I know what I grew and we can light it now and smoke you out
I know what I threw right at the wall and I know some will fall
But some will stick
[Interlude]
(Until I saw a dracula, I wasn’t superstitious)
[Part III: Hotels]
[Verse]
I’ve forgotten more than half the times I’ve stayed in a hotel
But I could name a few that I remember very well
Sometimes I admit that I do more than I should
Try to ignore the whispers while we're running through the woods
…Running through the woods…
I’m glad we took the fireworks that we found in the safe
You act like a taser and I act like a can of mace
Small price we pay to feel like for the moment we are safe
We couldn’t help but laugh as we check back into our place
Different kinds of branches tangled in our hair
Convincing argument to not go back out there
I can’t recall a time I’ve had so damn much fun
Pour myself and you another shot of rum
[Interlude]
(The higher the higher bug bug the high the buggier the bug bug the bug high the buggy bug bug High D buggy floor bug buggy higher the buggy the bug man)
(“And it’s fucking- [high bugs]”)
[Part IV: Geeb Lord]
[Intro]
Okay, everybody with me now
On the count of three
One, two, three
Let's fucking go
[Verse]
Sparkles on my fucking face
Did you say that blunt was laced?
Must be why I’m all askew
Shit, I'm boutta dip it too
Ship a gasket bent in half
Dwell in elevator shaft
Gnawing on a lemon rind
Steal my flow from Feelin’ Fine
The geeb is fucking dirty bro
You could make a new one you know
I guess it's not my problem
But I don't think that it's that hard though
Okay, so the concept is:
We're gonna have to make a list
Write every idea you have down
And then we’re gonna live it out!
[Part V: The Gym]
[Verse]
I climbed the wall at the gym using two ice picks
They tried to make me leave because of lack of membership
I told the guy I'm sorry, but you're too nice kid
If I was you I woulda shot me like immediate
Because now I'm in the rafters with my fishing line
And I'm stealing the barbells one at a time
And I reeled them all in and now they're all mine
And I'm gonna fuckin’ sell ‘em, use the money to buy wine
Then I trade the wine to this guy I know
He pours it on his plants, he thinks it makes them grow
It doesn't help but I say nothing because in exchange
He gives me plenty of herbs like dill and sage
But I don't really care at all about either of those
I'm mostly concerned with the peyote he grows
Which I hoard up to the ceiling and eat by the crate
So I can think up schemes to help me steal more weights! Ahh!
Woo!
Just kidding