What does this guy think he's an Indian?
What is he, a goddamn asshole, what the fuck is he doin’ ?
Not ever…no way.
Now he's…. Johnny Hammersticks.
Hammering away like he's – friggin - Tommy Noble.
What the hell's he doing?
Thinks he's…thinks he’s got it going bossa nova. No way, No-ho – way.
What is this garbage?... What is this?
Oh, I'm… king of the trees, I'm the Treemeister. I count on them. What sometimes I pry got like this steetalist.
Yeah right. Yeahhh right. This guy's a faggot. This guy's some sort of… faggot Indian in the tepee.
Ooh, this guy thinks he's Captain Knots. Thinks he’s Captain Tying Knots. When everyone need some knots tied, they go to him BULL SHIT. BULL SHIT theys - bull -
This woman's such a bitch. Thinks he’s… Miss Sand. Drinking outta cups…. Bein’ a bitch.
How bout her fist. How ‘bout her fatalusk. Barrrnd. Patterscompailll little kid in the background fuckin’ goin’ crayyyzaaaaaay.
Who's this guy? Mista Balloons. Mista Balloon Hands. Mm- No way. No way, get real. Like those things.
Mr. Walkway. Mr. Walk down me, I'm the walkway, lead me to the building. Fuck you.
5643, yeheahhh right! Here’s some stupid bitch. Who paid for that floor? Not me, no way. Never payin’ for no floor ever again. Not once, not never. Nope -Who's chair is that?
Who brought that goddamn chair here? It's not my chair. Not my chair, not my problem, that's what I say. No way. Stupid dresses. Stupid flowers.
Lighthouses rule. You don't like the lighthouse? You suck. What is this, Seahorse Captain? What is this, Seahorse Seashell Party? Who didn't invite me?
Why didn't I get invited, Seahorse Seahell? What is this? Get real. I'm in love with seahorses. I'm in love with them, they're so beautiful and cute, I'm in love with the seahorses.
They're fuckin’ unreal, I love them. They're like all the clocks. I love ‘em. I love seahorses….and I love looking at 'em…and I love seashells. I love seashell things. I love things with seashells and seahorses on 'em.
Like blankets,
And towels,
And little bags,
I love 'em.
Seahorses.
Foreva.
Lighthouses rule. You don't like the lighthouse? You suck. What is this, Seahorse Captain? What is this, Seahorse Seashell Party? Who didn't invite me?
Why didn't I get invited, Seahorse Seahell? What is this? Get real. I'm in love with seahorses. I'm in love with them, they're so beautiful and cute, I'm in love with the seahorses.
They're fuckin’ unreal, I love them. They're like all the clocks. I love ‘em. I love seahorses….and I love looking at 'em…and I love seashells. I love seashell things. I love things with seashells and seahorses on 'em.
Like blankets,
And towels,
And little bags,
I love 'em.
Seahorses.
Foreva.
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