HOST
Narrative about a schizophrenic on the red line watchin his own reflection
Rubber Duckie rains (reigns), mangled drum drops that drips taps
Call it what it is, or call it what it ain't - that simple(?)
Hat cymbals (symbols) crash to fascinate a******* to mask the mad simple
Crippled a****** with a magic bag of dimples for your cancer
Rubber Duckie laughing answers out, well why you hackin' riddles?
That sunset there looks just like a painting, ask a black widow
She'll tell you that we made it, but she taped it to your back window
The pasty cream of cynisdom, inner wisdom tastes like being abstract
I think thee protest too much ("No I'm not, no I'm not") but it's just a hint though
A GLIMPSE OF A JOKE ABOUT A BROKEN BRITTLE SOLDIER SWOLLEN SINGED THROAT
The bride of free speech f***** her brother the Rubber Duckie grins so....
I'm leavin' it up to you signed the un-wackest with 6 thumbs
It's like I must be bitin' both of us that spit dope
The illest period (.) Nope. Etcetera dot dot quote (..")
s*** on your inner wicked stepsister and her knock knock jokes
Rip your little Osh Kosh style and hotbox the hemp rope
Those that don't teach question mark (?) Dot end quote (.")
Rubber Duckie rains coats to dead man in mosquito p*** puddle
What you lookin' at? Your reflection's up here, but it's subtle
Your thoughts see it best dark in artificially lit tunnels
At least part of us writes, grip the Duckie tight with white knuckles
But the way I dance with us, glancin' up at frightened chuckles
He ain't nobody, but my twin will rock the mic just like I'm quite humble
The funnel spiders and black widows spin nets in case I stumble
Before I find my spot, to finally get it off my chest
Who the f*** I am and not why I'm not
Rubber Duckie's got glue boots and one trick(horse hooves)
Your moon is made of cheese, man, shake believe until the sun skips
He's glad you think about him when you write and all
But after all is said and done, you learned I love you
Then we can all
Peep the drum drip taps
Amongst your sunlit scraps
And Turrets
Um um
Boasting in the post script
How the oceans got froze
No s***
Who voted
I musta missed the meeting again I suppose
Supposed
Narrative about a schizophrenic on the red line watchin his own reflection
Rubber Duckie rains (reigns), mangled drum drops that drips taps
Call it what it is, or call it what it ain't - that simple(?)
Hat cymbals (symbols) crash to fascinate a******* to mask the mad simple
Crippled a****** with a magic bag of dimples for your cancer
Rubber Duckie laughing answers out, well why you hackin' riddles?
That sunset there looks just like a painting, ask a black widow
She'll tell you that we made it, but she taped it to your back window
The pasty cream of cynisdom, inner wisdom tastes like being abstract
I think thee protest too much ("No I'm not, no I'm not") but it's just a hint though
A GLIMPSE OF A JOKE ABOUT A BROKEN BRITTLE SOLDIER SWOLLEN SINGED THROAT
The bride of free speech f***** her brother the Rubber Duckie grins so....
I'm leavin' it up to you signed the un-wackest with 6 thumbs
It's like I must be bitin' both of us that spit dope
The illest period (.) Nope. Etcetera dot dot quote (..")
s*** on your inner wicked stepsister and her knock knock jokes
Rip your little Osh Kosh style and hotbox the hemp rope
Those that don't teach question mark (?) Dot end quote (.")
Rubber Duckie rains coats to dead man in mosquito p*** puddle
What you lookin' at? Your reflection's up here, but it's subtle
Your thoughts see it best dark in artificially lit tunnels
At least part of us writes, grip the Duckie tight with white knuckles
But the way I dance with us, glancin' up at frightened chuckles
He ain't nobody, but my twin will rock the mic just like I'm quite humble
The funnel spiders and black widows spin nets in case I stumble
Before I find my spot, to finally get it off my chest
Who the f*** I am and not why I'm not
Rubber Duckie's got glue boots and one trick(horse hooves)
Your moon is made of cheese, man, shake believe until the sun skips
He's glad you think about him when you write and all
But after all is said and done, you learned I love you
Then we can all
Peep the drum drip taps
Amongst your sunlit scraps
And Turrets
Um um
Boasting in the post script
How the oceans got froze
No s***
Who voted
I musta missed the meeting again I suppose
Supposed