its the next new craze
frito lays
raving mad empty ice cream trays
jelly bean
makin a seen
new wave cereal nerve gas dream
itchy skin
scuba fin
rubbin ya head on a safty pin
rubber dome
paper chrome
lickin your shoulder in the old folks home
time to tell
if I feel swell
plastic boot wearin diamond demons in hell
Oklahoma on my shoulder
I don't think the rap buggy is movin along
olha man
in the sand
wax lips batteries in my hand
the draw is shut
kickin butt
I don't think its cool but I lost my hut
at the park place shopping center mini mall little store
convenience opening Lincoln cabinet goin back to the ground
runnin back freestylin like a Spanish noodle
I'm goin down down to the ground but you don't see me no because I
don't have no eyelids or any clothes on the tapes around my thumbs
and my fingers and the papers on the floor
plastic corn its flyin it around like an old pen or an old man who just lost
his job I don't have a life or balance control
echoing chamber like an orange bowl
I'm goin goin down being here, yeah
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