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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Man on the Internet
Man on the Internet
Performer
Kyle Wright
Kyle Wright
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kristofer Maddigan
Kristofer Maddigan
Composer

Lyrics

I don't seem to recall you getting invited to the garden party
But if you are startin' something with the flower king
Extreme pollination and total domination
Will mess you up and break the cups, so swing, you sinners, swing
Never gonna get the soul, I got way too much power
Put you six feet in a hole and cover you with flowers
Vamoose, you little rats, Cagney is tippin' hats
Pistils firin' a rat-a tatta tat
Roar like a dandy lion, cup kids are fools for tryin'
And with a big kaboom, you are doomed, dyin'
Choose to brawl with the carnation, fools attempt to fight this
At the end you're gonna leave with allergic rhinitis
You rolled your life away, yet I'm the one who's crazy
You were warned, now eat my thorns and push up some daisies
On attack for contracts, I guess you're pretty busy
Stop and smell the roses, but touch fuzzy and get dizzy
Finger blastin', Chloroplastin'
Raise a glass, live life fast 'til it's gone
So, I'm a villain, I'm Clorophyllin'
Cups will be spillin' and watering my lawn
Mean green mother like no other
Tell your brother you're losing everything
Extreme pollination and total domination
Will mess you up and break the cups so swing, you sinners, swing
Never gonna get the soul, I got way too much power
Put you six feet in a hole and cover you with flowers
Chickens that you used you chase, they won't be chased no more
You'll be shaking when you face the fury of the floral
You're public enemies, face it, you devils with porcelain faces
You dirty rat, come and take it, and I'll make sure that you swing
You're fueled by tonic and gin to run away from your sin
You know that you'll never win, bada bing
Never gonna get the soul, you're just a bunch of clowns
Put you six feet in a hole, hey, brass man, break it down
I don't seem to recall you getting invited to the garden party
But if you are startin' something with the flower king
Extreme pollination and total domination
Will mess you up and break the cups, so swing, you sinners, swing
Finger blastin', Chloroplastin'
Raise a glass, live life fast 'til it's gone
So, I'm a villain, I'm Clorophyllin'
Cups will be spillin' and watering my lawn
Vamoose, you little rats, Cagney is tippin' hats
Pistils firin' a rat-a-tatta-tat
Roar like a dandy lion, cup kids are fools for tryin'
And with a big kaboom, you are doomed, dyin'
Choose to brawl with the carnation, fools attempt to fight this
At the end you're gonna leave with allergic rhinitis
You rolled your life away, yet I'm the one who's crazy
You were warned, now eat my thorns and push up some daisies
On attack for contracts, I guess you're pretty busy
Stop and smell the roses, but touch fuzzy and get dizzy
Public enemies face it, you devils with porcelain faces
You dirty rat, come and take it, and I'll make sure that you swing
You're fueled by tonic and gin to run away from your sin
You know that you'll never win, bada bing
Never gonna get the soul, I got way too much power
Put you six feet in a hole and cover you with flowers
Chickens that you used you chase, they won't be chased no more
You'll be shaking when you face the fury of the floral
Written by: Kristofer Maddigan
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