That one gives it to me ball
I crisped in voice as I slanged in the cross
Thou art ample enough to set aside a remark?
Instead of throwing the entire game sampled…
Only ever enlarging to soon become trampled?
Well...up above the mantel
A women holds out an anvil
And then she adds mandible
Oh she is an outrageous cannibal!
what do hard smarts win them?
Oh perceptions held-in...
Is the legendary hand just a spectacle?
Is it impressible
Between eggshells and foreign cocktail's?
-or footmen with orange pigtails?
Ringing every bell
Never counting on my mind,
turning into a smell
Butts touch whales!
If the inhaler inhales,
then sit on a whale-
hold out your hands oh so pail
It's a dream my friend
With too much reason the rhymes fail
Even strong arms become weighed down by the sails...
It's in a song where my fins sing within la's la's and ley ley's-
Dustying heydays going out by the layaway's
Coming on strong because I say I say-
caffine and a bong -on my way today
Here it comes,
I move across the way
I beat up the wrong tongue,
and he hits back harder than the midday sun
I was never wrong because I won!
In the game of life you have to be fun!
Just keep on moving and never run
Never ever run!