Lyrics & Music

We’ve got Neptunian Tapioca Dwarves
Attacking atomic cereal bowls.
We’ve got Wack here with Gwarf
Eating grandma’s cinnamon rolls.

Give us pink flower cookie cutters
Or we’ll blow up the Earth.
Our Burbank Death Gun clutters
A banana’s rebirth.

We’ve got four legged seals here
Wearing cowboy hats.
We’ve got transparent blindfolds that smear
Vampire baseball bats.

We need psychedelic bowling balls
In a stretched limousine.
And no more plaid pianos in the halls
Man dey be mean.

-Solo-

You can thumb tack me to a sugar beet
And mail me to the prez.
You can fill me up with animals feet
If Simon sez.

I’ve got digital ultraviolet ray diverters
For sunny days.
And we got thermal detachment tubes
To hold up our trays.

We’ve got pinta transverse mega vibe device
To cook our food.
And crinkle cut frozen ‘tatoe fries
But no dude.

We’ve got purple polka dotted apple chips
In a striped wheel barrow.
And we want to untie out lips
With Dolby Stereo.

Oh I love you. Go away.
Stay with me.
Come back tomorrow – yesterday.
A week before Saturday.
Oh I hate you. Let’s go to bed.
We’ll play Candy Land instead.
I don’t smoke. Give me a stogie.
You got a lighter you could loan me?
What’s this all about? I dunno.
You do not.

-Solo-

We’ve got Neptunian Tapioca Dwarves
Attacking atomic cereal bowls.
We’ve got Wack here with Gwarf
Eating grandma’s cinnamon rolls.

Give us pink flower cookie cutters
Or we’ll blow up the Earth.
Our Burbank Death Gun clutters
A banana’s rebirth.

We’ve got four legged seals here
Wearing cowboy hats.
We got transparent blindfolds that smear
Vampire baseball bats.

We need psychedelic bowling balls
In a stretched limousine.
And no more plaid pianos in the halls
Man dey be mean.

-Solo-

Huh?