Slander on wrap paper ties
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes
Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please
Ramble while slop scraper sighs
Tossing in his bed at night he'll dream until he dies
Operations at the sink
The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes
Feels it tilt and start to slide
Mask a pretty hopper's foot with squeeze cheese
Dangle some grape apple pies
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies
Your hands and feet are mangos
You're gonna be a genius anyway
Your hands and feet are mangos
You're gonna be a genius anyway
[All three verses superimposed upon one another]
Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees Slander on wrap paper ties Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please Ramble while slop scraper sighs Tossing in his bed at night he'll dream until he dies Operations at the sink The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes Feels it tilt and start to slide Mask a pretty hopper's foot with squeeze cheese Dangle some grape apple pies Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies Your hands and feet are mangos You're gonna be a genius anyway Your hands and feet are mangos You're gonna be a genius anyway [All three verses superimposed upon one another] Explain Request ×
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