I was trotting along
The desert was hot
[wolf howls]
and I sang this song:
Yo, I'm rugged
My camel's got the three-wheel motion
Every word I say you want to put it to your quotient
Zanzabar
raised by the wolves
Oxford education as phrased by the wolves
My khaki shirt tucked into my tight khaki pants
I drink too much and do my white wacky dance
To hell with that I'm a man without shame
Listen to the howls on the wind there's my name
ZANZABAR
Oh yes b**** say it loud
I see the shape of v***** in every passing cloud
In my weird state I thirst for bread
But settle for sketches of v***** clouds instead
I hunger for water, ache for my wolf friends
I have jerked off to v***** clouds at least 73 times now
v***** clouds... v*****...
They look so pretty
I wonder if people suspect that I'm a wolf
as opposed to a manly adventurer
Man it's hot
sun all around me
I'd better focus on a v***** cloud to ground me
Ah that's better
whoops there's the wolf c***
I think that I'll rape my sidekick with my name ZANZABAR
Sidekick:
g****** is it hot
What's the deal,
It seems we haven't been talking for hours
The sun is so hot
I've been eating sand mixed with flowers
Zanzabar, he calls them sand pops
I call them disgusting,
he likes them a lot,
he says "They're tastier hot
Better strike that match up"
I said "maybe you're right
Could you pass the ketchup?"
And that's about it on the conversation front
what he could he be thinking as he sits on his hump
I bet he just hates
the rice pilaf I made
and seems less than impressed
with the souffle I souffleed
In fact he's never impressed with anything I cook,
He just points to the sky
turns to me and says "look
That v***** cloud there, I think it winked at me"
I say that's great, double Z, I just saw a bunny
And that one there kind of looks like a gun
ZanZabar:
"A v***** gun?"
Sidekick:
No a regular one
Like this one here that I'm pointing at you
Flled with poisonous darts that stick to you like glue
See, I'm sick of your c***
and your v***** rap
So I leave you to die
as your spinal gets tapped
Slowly losing your mind
and start hallucinating
So you can watch your clouds and keep masturbating
[snuffling sounds]
ZanZabar:
"whoa
Zanzabar feels funny
I'm floating up to the clouds and everything looks runny"
Sidekick:
Z. come back, I feel terrible
but the heat and the verbal abuse was unbearable
ZanZabar:
"Worry not, toady sidekick, I don't hate you
Though I wish I had time to come down there and rape ya"
Sidekick:
You don't mean that I'm sure that's the poison that's talking
ZanZabar:
"With my new wings I prefer flying to walking"
Sidekick:
You're just flapping your arms in the sand!
ZanZabar:
"Your delusions of grandeur are certainly grand
Now if you don't mind I'll be flying to China
Oh look! there's a cactus that's shaped like a v*****"
Sidekick:
Wait you fool I stepped in some s***
ZanZabar:
"Observe as I tickle the cactus's c***"
Sidekick:
I just bought these shoes
Holy c*** I am mad
Now I'll have to return them
I've lost the receipt
It must be here somewhere ... in the trash
Aw, who took out the trash?
Mom, I told you not to come in here
It's my room,
Mom:
(Honey...)
Sidekick:
It's my, my s***e
(But I pay the bills)
Sidekick:
Don't you see the side of the door I've got to cut keys
Mom:
(Where's your friend Zanzabar?)
Sidekick:
Mom, what do you care?
Mom:
(Well, he was supposed to come over...)
Sidekick:
You're always spying in here and trying tell me what to do!
Mom:
(Hey...)
Sidekick:
I'm sick of this, really sick of this
Mom:
(I'm telling your father we'll have to make some cutbacks)
The desert was hot
[wolf howls]
and I sang this song:
Yo, I'm rugged
My camel's got the three-wheel motion
Every word I say you want to put it to your quotient
Zanzabar
raised by the wolves
Oxford education as phrased by the wolves
My khaki shirt tucked into my tight khaki pants
I drink too much and do my white wacky dance
To hell with that I'm a man without shame
Listen to the howls on the wind there's my name
ZANZABAR
Oh yes b**** say it loud
I see the shape of v***** in every passing cloud
In my weird state I thirst for bread
But settle for sketches of v***** clouds instead
I hunger for water, ache for my wolf friends
I have jerked off to v***** clouds at least 73 times now
v***** clouds... v*****...
They look so pretty
I wonder if people suspect that I'm a wolf
as opposed to a manly adventurer
Man it's hot
sun all around me
I'd better focus on a v***** cloud to ground me
Ah that's better
whoops there's the wolf c***
I think that I'll rape my sidekick with my name ZANZABAR
Sidekick:
g****** is it hot
What's the deal,
It seems we haven't been talking for hours
The sun is so hot
I've been eating sand mixed with flowers
Zanzabar, he calls them sand pops
I call them disgusting,
he likes them a lot,
he says "They're tastier hot
Better strike that match up"
I said "maybe you're right
Could you pass the ketchup?"
And that's about it on the conversation front
what he could he be thinking as he sits on his hump
I bet he just hates
the rice pilaf I made
and seems less than impressed
with the souffle I souffleed
In fact he's never impressed with anything I cook,
He just points to the sky
turns to me and says "look
That v***** cloud there, I think it winked at me"
I say that's great, double Z, I just saw a bunny
And that one there kind of looks like a gun
ZanZabar:
"A v***** gun?"
Sidekick:
No a regular one
Like this one here that I'm pointing at you
Flled with poisonous darts that stick to you like glue
See, I'm sick of your c***
and your v***** rap
So I leave you to die
as your spinal gets tapped
Slowly losing your mind
and start hallucinating
So you can watch your clouds and keep masturbating
[snuffling sounds]
ZanZabar:
"whoa
Zanzabar feels funny
I'm floating up to the clouds and everything looks runny"
Sidekick:
Z. come back, I feel terrible
but the heat and the verbal abuse was unbearable
ZanZabar:
"Worry not, toady sidekick, I don't hate you
Though I wish I had time to come down there and rape ya"
Sidekick:
You don't mean that I'm sure that's the poison that's talking
ZanZabar:
"With my new wings I prefer flying to walking"
Sidekick:
You're just flapping your arms in the sand!
ZanZabar:
"Your delusions of grandeur are certainly grand
Now if you don't mind I'll be flying to China
Oh look! there's a cactus that's shaped like a v*****"
Sidekick:
Wait you fool I stepped in some s***
ZanZabar:
"Observe as I tickle the cactus's c***"
Sidekick:
I just bought these shoes
Holy c*** I am mad
Now I'll have to return them
I've lost the receipt
It must be here somewhere ... in the trash
Aw, who took out the trash?
Mom, I told you not to come in here
It's my room,
Mom:
(Honey...)
Sidekick:
It's my, my s***e
(But I pay the bills)
Sidekick:
Don't you see the side of the door I've got to cut keys
Mom:
(Where's your friend Zanzabar?)
Sidekick:
Mom, what do you care?
Mom:
(Well, he was supposed to come over...)
Sidekick:
You're always spying in here and trying tell me what to do!
Mom:
(Hey...)
Sidekick:
I'm sick of this, really sick of this
Mom:
(I'm telling your father we'll have to make some cutbacks)