No s’more for me, thanks;
I’m allergic to sweet goo
Between starchy planes.
Between the starchy planes
And above the fruited plains
You’ll find fiber plains
You’ll find fiber plains
And fiber fancies, but no
Fiber deluxes
Fiber Deluxes
Quickly Create Deluxe Poo
I don’t think I like
I don’t think I like
All this lightning and thunder.
My poor dog is scared.
My poor dog is scared
My middle class dog’s OK
My rich dog’s happy
My rich dog’s happy.
The “Bones-dot-com” IPO
made him a fortune
made him a fortune
when he sold El Corazon
And made gator boots
" 'and-made gator boots,
'alf price, five pounds!" Cockney shouts.
I do not trust him.
I do not trust him.
Despite what is on our coins
I do not trust God.
I do not trust God.
No rapture on 21st.
Did he mean raptors?
Did He mean Raptors?
Why should He? There’s no proof God
is from Toronto.
is from Toronto
that Maple Leaf is. He fell
so far from the tree.
So far from the tree
A branch blown off in the storm
That hit town last night
That hit town last night.
And today Joe That has one
bitchin’ hangover.
Bitchin’ hangover
I don’t have. That’s what you get
from marijuana.
From marijuana
I got so out of control
From reefer madness
From reefer madness
To cocaine sanity
And all stops between
And all stops between:
The beginning and the end
Of election time.
Of election time,
I know it’s here by the smell
of lies and money