One shot goes to the poet's head. One shot goes in the sand. One more day in this fucking town. I'm going to crack a hole in my hand. . Mom's in the water.
Well Kim's got the answer with her watermelon gun. And all the celebrities want permission,. But she won't give it to them, til they learn how to love.
("One, two, one two three four"). . ("You can turn it up even a little bit more"). . It overtakes me. It overtakes me. It overtakes me. Oh. Wah. . It overtakes me.
Well let's start by. Making it clear. Who is the enemy, here. . And we'll show them. That it's not them. Who is superior. . So let's start by. Making it clear.
Magnified up close, in pickle jar. Is the last hope the world has, yeah, yeah. . Thinking that his head surely would explode. His thoughts go deeper than ever, yeah, yeah.
Their wasn't any snow on Christmas eve and I knew what I. Should do, I thought I'd free the animals all locked up at the zoo. I opened up the fence where the peacocks were, the lamas were.
Hey what were ya thinkin'. When they were startin' the show. Yeah, I was there. But I didn't care at all. I was tryin' to find you. When you got lost in the crowd.
Instrumental. (except for Incoherent Babbling and occasional Screaming).