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There's something you should probably know before we go too far My neighbor found a mushroom growing inside of my car She called me up on tour sounding emotionally scarred Although it may have scarred her more that i wasn't really alarmed The dandruff in a shaken globe is fit to guild in manger The pizza face is pepperoni, carbuncle, and caper I'm bunions and contunions, bumps lumps and bruises Discoloring and other things I can't reach with the loota Not a butcher, not a baker, pick a booger with a basic evolutionary failure I do not open mail, I do not answer phones, the fridge is pretty much a home for mayonnaise alone Watch a pocket-knife surgeon cut a cyst [?] in the kitchen It's the cousin to actually removing his own stitches in a pinch Kool-Aid ooze but [?] toothache, mushroom growing in the car It's just another Tuesday And if you waiting for a spell where it falls into an order you can help then well Yea... No On one hand it's pretty gross On the other, it's sorta like a pretty desert rose How against all odds Whether wet, dry, night or day, garden, pig sty, or cave Life science finds a way, boxed-in, veg'd out, fox in the henhouse Gray stained teeth, say cheese through a trench-mouth "Cheeeeese", Chase dreams with the hell-bound Posture suitable for a job in the bell tower Songtexte1 plate, 1 fork, itty bitty lamp I would offer you a drink but i literally can't It feels like you're camping when you're sitting on the can Where the crib has always simulated living in a van A little light cleaning, keep the spiders off his Eden Maybe one day he'll go deeper, really exorcise the demon at the roof I'm in the sofa cushions over loose change Black mold bath tub, homie it's a Tuesday I can't even keep a cactus alive when I'm present When I'm gone it's a groundbreaking botanical [?] From desolate to Little Shop of Horrors in a second It's weird knowing life thrives more when you exit The trouble man cuddle with a duffle bag of loose cash Chews glass scatterbrained, Aspartame mustache Moi head lice, dress like a douchebag, unsaid prayers Undead raccoon hat, voice of the boiled over Thick skull, still throw his toys out his stroller Piss black roof tar, bleed flat cherry coke Very much another wackjob with a megaphone Very much another fat slob playing chess alone Lesser known fetish porn, leftover Lexapro, etcetera Everything's coming up goose eggs, Sunday, Monday happy days Tuesday is Tuesday Aus Songtexte Mania