Orphan Tears, Pt. 2

(Ooh, ahh) And we're back, back to the disco Back to the music, back to the flashing lights (We're here) Went straight to the bar like, ay Let me get a round of Orphan Tears on ice I only took one sip, and it's kickin' in I said, hey, Wax, can you help me? (Nah) It's kinda funny everybody calls you Wax 'Cause everything is melting My left hand turned to Scooby Doo I got chased around by a Gucci shoe I heard and explosion behind me I didn't look back, like the people in the movies do I saw a gang of tiny He-Men I prayed to Morgan Freeman It's snowin', now I'm glowin' Orphan Tears, man, I must be dreamin' Little children near and far Don't know where your parents are Cry directly in this jar I will drink it at the bar, cool Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears One shot, two shot, three shot, four of 'em Into my body go the tears of an orphan My brain releases endorphins Look around, and everything started morphin' What I thought was a cocktail waitress Became a yellow aardvark with braces (Hi) We followed her into a far away place In which it was dark, and there were dozens of cages Little cartoon pigs inside 'em I was laughin' takin' pictures by 'em Look closer, the pigs were cryin' What in God's name is this signifying? In a daze, all of us were lost Hours passed, and the drugs wore off Wait, we're in a warehouse building Those aren't pigs, those are actually little children? Little children, near and far Don't know where your parents are Cry directly in this jar I will drink it at the bar, cool Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears We had found a bunch of kids workin' in a sweat shop And they would cry into mason jars and bottle it up We gotta help 'em out of here, I'm not an engineer But I think these Orphan Tears are made from actual orphan's tears Suddenly Bill Cosby Appeared in the doorway right behind me (Hello) He was ten feet tall in a top hat Ready to fight me in his whitey tighties Pretty sure Bill's in charge of the place 'Cause he swoled up lookin' like a grizzly bear That bloodsucker looked us dead in the face "These children aren't going anywhere"