CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Song
This song is not music
It's a car in my ears
It's a frying patty flabby sweaty
Odor in the streets
And I'm crying on the ground
For hell is not profound enough
To be
Walking alone on a sunny Monday night
Walking alone on a sunny, snowing night
And my growing pains are alright
(Vicious screaming and grass blade noises for 37 minutes)
(Suddenly interrupted by 5 Italian men with screwdrivers)
We are here to gift the planet
A new born frog
And sitting on the frog is a
50-ton explosive
And after that, a measly rat
Came to attack the flying box
It had chicken pox (Get f**ked by a snake, get f**ked by a snakey snake)
THIS IS THE LAND OF THE GREEN FRIES
STOLEN FROM RONALD MCDONALD'SASS HAIR DUNGEONON THE EAST SIDE OF THE WEST SIDE OF THE EAST
AND ALL WE KNOW IS IT'S TIME TO READ THE TIME
BUT I CAN'T
I'M BLIND (B-L-I-N-D)
(Thе screaming returns, but this time it's autotunеd to the key of ه̷̡̧̲͉̖̳̻͖̩̥͙̯̔̀͐͑̀͛͆͗͋̿͑͆̄̍̂̒̉͠ͅ)
(The Italian men are now dead and can no longer interrupt the great sacrifice of Steve)
(Japanese whistle farting starts to rumble)
I am Steve
Greatness fears me
And my magnum, massive, gigantic, humongous
Fred is the name
Of the car my father gave to me
When I was -32 years old
And now I'm soaring away
To find a kite with skunky spray
All over it and smells like
Fancy f**king sh*t
So if you look me in my forehead
YOU WILL BE DEAD
And I will laugh about the monkey
Inside
Your left esophagus (Look out, he's gotta a monkey gun maker OOO)
(Instrumental break for 3 bars until a car crash plays over JFK's execution in reverse)
(Steve's arch rival Steve arrives with Steve, his wife)
Steve!
Is that Steve?
No it's Steve and Steve, getting ready to do a STEVE
OH f**k
That's kill the Steve-ivesre
Okay well have fun with that
I've gotta a tenis appointment at 5:30 for my bongo-candle
Where is the sun??
It's gone, my love
We found the crystal in his ass
Ok?
Where is Jake?
WHAT THE f**k IS A JAKE?
Oh, uh, pee
Nice
(This is hurting my veins to read)
The final chapter: Creamy Laughter
Futuristic trapezoids
and fruity captors
Steve is about to execute his
WifeeeeeeEEEEEEEe
Oh no!
Please don't kill me!
I've had much to much fun inside your scrotum!
You what?
What do you mean?
In my scrotum?
How the f**k would even fit inside there?
YOU LIARRRRRRR
(Swords clashing and gorillas making burgers)
(Tempo switches to 3/4 with metal guitars and the sound of bananas being stabbed by Canadians with severed finger-lips)
I AM THE SKELETON
HEAR ME ROAR
I AM THE SKELETON
HEAR ME POUR
A GLASS OF WHISKEY
ON YOUR DOG
AND I WILL LOVE HIM
IN THIS SONG
AND ONLY THIS SONG
CAN CURE MY STAGE FOUR TERMINAL LIGMA
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
(Gunshot)
My vengeance...
This is my end
I will find the power source of lettuce
And inhale it through my skin pores
(The song climaxes as the sound of exploding cheeze-itz, washing machine's filled with blood and cheerios, 6 woman speaking fluent words in some language, and the ear deafening sound of bunny rabbit labor play in the right speaker, while Minecraft porn plays in the left speaker)
(The song fades out while Jon Travolta whispers about American Airlines and oral STDs for 24 minutes, before choking on an exhaust pipe's pet cow named Jeff)
(I have arisen, my snail)
(Soda)
It's a car in my ears
It's a frying patty flabby sweaty
Odor in the streets
And I'm crying on the ground
For hell is not profound enough
To be
Walking alone on a sunny Monday night
Walking alone on a sunny, snowing night
And my growing pains are alright
(Vicious screaming and grass blade noises for 37 minutes)
(Suddenly interrupted by 5 Italian men with screwdrivers)
We are here to gift the planet
A new born frog
And sitting on the frog is a
50-ton explosive
And after that, a measly rat
Came to attack the flying box
It had chicken pox (Get f**ked by a snake, get f**ked by a snakey snake)
THIS IS THE LAND OF THE GREEN FRIES
STOLEN FROM RONALD MCDONALD'SASS HAIR DUNGEONON THE EAST SIDE OF THE WEST SIDE OF THE EAST
AND ALL WE KNOW IS IT'S TIME TO READ THE TIME
BUT I CAN'T
I'M BLIND (B-L-I-N-D)
(Thе screaming returns, but this time it's autotunеd to the key of ه̷̡̧̲͉̖̳̻͖̩̥͙̯̔̀͐͑̀͛͆͗͋̿͑͆̄̍̂̒̉͠ͅ)
(The Italian men are now dead and can no longer interrupt the great sacrifice of Steve)
(Japanese whistle farting starts to rumble)
I am Steve
Greatness fears me
And my magnum, massive, gigantic, humongous
Fred is the name
Of the car my father gave to me
When I was -32 years old
And now I'm soaring away
To find a kite with skunky spray
All over it and smells like
Fancy f**king sh*t
So if you look me in my forehead
YOU WILL BE DEAD
And I will laugh about the monkey
Inside
Your left esophagus (Look out, he's gotta a monkey gun maker OOO)
(Instrumental break for 3 bars until a car crash plays over JFK's execution in reverse)
(Steve's arch rival Steve arrives with Steve, his wife)
Steve!
Is that Steve?
No it's Steve and Steve, getting ready to do a STEVE
OH f**k
That's kill the Steve-ivesre
Okay well have fun with that
I've gotta a tenis appointment at 5:30 for my bongo-candle
Where is the sun??
It's gone, my love
We found the crystal in his ass
Ok?
Where is Jake?
WHAT THE f**k IS A JAKE?
Oh, uh, pee
Nice
(This is hurting my veins to read)
The final chapter: Creamy Laughter
Futuristic trapezoids
and fruity captors
Steve is about to execute his
WifeeeeeeEEEEEEEe
Oh no!
Please don't kill me!
I've had much to much fun inside your scrotum!
You what?
What do you mean?
In my scrotum?
How the f**k would even fit inside there?
YOU LIARRRRRRR
(Swords clashing and gorillas making burgers)
(Tempo switches to 3/4 with metal guitars and the sound of bananas being stabbed by Canadians with severed finger-lips)
I AM THE SKELETON
HEAR ME ROAR
I AM THE SKELETON
HEAR ME POUR
A GLASS OF WHISKEY
ON YOUR DOG
AND I WILL LOVE HIM
IN THIS SONG
AND ONLY THIS SONG
CAN CURE MY STAGE FOUR TERMINAL LIGMA
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
(Gunshot)
My vengeance...
This is my end
I will find the power source of lettuce
And inhale it through my skin pores
(The song climaxes as the sound of exploding cheeze-itz, washing machine's filled with blood and cheerios, 6 woman speaking fluent words in some language, and the ear deafening sound of bunny rabbit labor play in the right speaker, while Minecraft porn plays in the left speaker)
(The song fades out while Jon Travolta whispers about American Airlines and oral STDs for 24 minutes, before choking on an exhaust pipe's pet cow named Jeff)
(I have arisen, my snail)
(Soda)
