There’s been a change

Balance beam between the so-called sane and deranged

Holding hands skipping merry through them grass blades

Cognitive, spell-binded, although hunted prey

Doris Day

There’s been a change

Balance beam between the so-called sane and deranged

Holding hands skipping merry through them grass blades

Cognitive, spell-binded, although hunted prey

The Man Who Knows Too Much

Doris Day

Day (x6)

Doris Day

Day (x6)

Doris Day

Day (x6)

Doris Day

Day (x4)

Red Balloon out the gutter

Yeah, this mother fucker it

You wanna hunt for Red October?

Yeah, this father well equipped

(Bloodshed)

He every boogie-oogie man

Draac with two A’s

Like Adam Ant, friend or foe

It could go two ways

Sky telling on me always cuz I’m fly, Diptera

('tera!)

Was present with The Deftones when they gave birth to Minerva

In Seattle those few months

Man I soak in so much filth

(Right?)

Confront me eye to eye

You gonna need some fuckin’ stilts

Because I’m still up in that air

Afterall, I’m titled Michael

(Right!)

Entitled psycho hydroponic newbie never rival

(Aiiight...)

Clandestine through my timeline

(Line)

With effervescence, it’s your spine I climb

(Climb!)

Because I’m chill, Tracy Lauren, I’m-

Therefore I am, goddamn I am in my prime

Like Peter Cullen tree Chris Mullin

And my Ween is a dime

We Halloween by design

We shallow teen, but refined

We February changed to Blackcoat, Sabrina’s not fine

We in the cellar rather celebrating

Exhilarated and overwhelmed for this opportunity

To establish curating

Funeral’s for you

This Band of Horse’s morbid

(Meanwhile)

Rancid, rabid, rabies seeping out your whores liiiiip

Raving bitch

Sarah Silverman shit

Michael Ceratonin dimwit

I dare you, you twit

I double dare you, Sarah Connor

Terminating legit

Badminton champion

The good son if it fits

But we all know if that it don’t, you must acquittal

(Yup!)

Cuz every murder scene contains a blatant sus riddle

(What!)

On purpose, perhaps accidental

Advice parental

Stick a pitchfork in it little devil

We going mental

It is essential

Twenty-sided dimensional process

Floating object ‘cross a desert with luminous progress

By now it’s obvious they fell on they sword

Benetar- Love is a Battlefield with hatred absorbed

(On they accord)

There’s been a change

Balance beam between the so-called sane and deranged

Holding hands skipping merry through them grass blades

Cognitive, spell-binded, although hunted prey

Doris Day

There’s been a change

Balance beam between the so-called sane and deranged

Holding hands skipping merry through them grass blades

Cognitive, spell-binded, although hunted prey

The Man Who Knows Too Much

Doris Day

Doris Day(x4)