joe the camel, do i stink of cigarette? open up my mouth and try to fit inside of it feel like a mammal when you shape my silhouette open up my mouth and try to fit inside of it you’ve been so on me i couldn’t walk away i think about you and piss myself not far below ya, but still wouldn’t let me stray i never know who to ask for help you’ve been so on me i couldn’t walk away almost makes me wanna rest easy not far below ya but still wouldn’t let me stray i got no patience for this subspecies joe the camel, do i stink of cigarette? open up my mouth and try to fit inside of it feel like a mammal when you shape my silhouette open up my mouth and try to fit inside of it

i’ll shit in my hand and then throw shit at your band i mean like come on pretty boy, i can shit on command! your shit tastes so bland should stir more shit in the pan i mean like come on pretty boy, your shit is not in demand! your shit sounds so planned you shouldn’t call me a fan i mean like come on pretty boy, won't even shit in the stands! i’ll shit in my hand and then throw shit at your band i mean like come on pretty boy, i can shit on command all my fans come up to me at the duck pond 25 cents and i toss them a handful all your fans can hardly correspond not unless you take their heads up off the mantle i'm nipping at the water totally unconditional at best you'll be my spotter squat above you and every additional i’ll shit in my hand and then throw shit at your band i mean like come on pretty boy, i can shit on command! your shit tastes so bland should stir more shit in the pan i mean like come on pretty boy, your shit is not in demand! your shit sounds so planned you shouldn’t call me a fan i mean like come on pretty boy, won't even shit in the stands! i’ll shit in my hand and then throw shit at your band i mean like come on pretty boy, i can shit on command you can't regulate your heat like a faulty appliance have no doubt you're neat but from the crowd it's just silence life death delete you will always come spineless not built to excrete your every lyric lies lifeless i think your stupid rhythm reeks of pseudoscience! life death defeat when you don't seek out some guidance my toes tap repeat bumping shoulders with giants my toes tap repeat bumping shoulders with giants i’ll shit in my hand and then throw shit at your band i mean like come on pretty boy, i can shit on command! your shit tastes so bland should stir more shit in the pan i mean like come on pretty boy, your shit is not in demand! your shit sounds so planned you shouldn’t call me a fan i mean like come on pretty boy, won't even shit in the stands! i’ll shit in my hand and then throw shit at your band i mean like come on pretty boy, i can shit on command

make me fall off on all the things that used to do it for me now what makes me sing is whatever is thorny, just restores me! some gore through the door all i want is more! more! more! some gore! through the door all i want is more! more! more! my chompers come down it hardly feels fantastic i won’t ever wait to unwrap the plastic not much for masters but it sure beats being monastic it’s some disaster but it’s nowhere near pyroclastic been a long time coming devilishly come in handy take your hand and put a couple razors in my candy match the color of the hanky screaming insincerely “no whammies!”

must be accident prone the way i break every bone i can’t help it oh yeah i’m accident prone how my head's in the cone i can’t help it sure, been ice cream all day that sugar had me shaken didn't know i could lick the wrong way some selfish sunlight i've mistaken, for i fell out the door and into your chest you cut to the core you cut up the mess and you’re so enchanting i’m chanting your name you’ve got me panting and begging to be yeah i’m accident prone when you're shoving your snout right up in it oh yeah i'm accident prone what you're shoving mine in it won't finish i fell asleep standing up got so caught in dreaming small talk is cheap it's not enough buys no time for screaming i ran out the door and to a new chest who cuts to the core and cuts up the mess and you’re so enchanting i’m chanting your name and you’ve got me panting and begging to be maimed

so idealistic i bug out when you can’t keep up with my pace bad characteristic! act like it’s just a hug when it’s the empty embrace of crushing on you crushing on me it’s always crush me to death living untrue living ennui it’s hardly living at best tried so hard to be just like the man up on the cross was singing “siphon me a bottle of his tasty bbq sauce” i think that somewhere I just lost the plot and picked no path to cross and tried to replicate the flavor of that tasty bbq sauce

but you could render me toothless and i’d gum it you could sing to me tuneless and i’d hum it would never swim in the ocean but you can sit me on salt revive my limbs for the promotion easily my systems all default you could render my toothless and i'd gum it you could sing to me tuneless and i'd hum it so come and scoop out my teeth after i've peaked whistle bye to this body as you push it down the creek

i’m a veritable cinderella watch me drop another glass slipper i’m real real sorry big fella but I got caught in my zipper shirt so tight you could call me stella i’d come down with such a firm gripper, but i’m real real sorry big fella oh, I got caught in my zipper i'm a veritable cinderella watch me drop another glass slipper i’m real real sorry big fella but I got caught in my zipper suck up the blood man, you know i respect you i chomped on the cud and forgot to reject you suck out the blood you know i’ll always respect you i chomped on the cud and forgot to protect you i'm real real sorry big fella but i got caught in my zipper

daylight on my path of roses daylight on my pads of toeses i might say i'll step over you'll be bridge or red rover in the path or at the wheel of my bitchin bulldozer it’s always raising you’re raising the fucking bar it’s always toss another coin in the swear jar so impish when you're crushed in my hug it's mischief in the blush on your mug night time splits my strong ties in two night time splits the triple dog dare you it’s always raising you’re raising the fucking bar it’s always toss another coin in the swear jar

unbroken eye contact could hold that gaze in perpetuity but i'm not signing a contract i’d mold new lies every opportunity like "you could own the casino"

we're only two cowboys playing leap frog taking turns on the back we're going hee haw we’re only two lumberjacks cutting a big log taking turns back and forth until the seesaw with you i'm lucky doing whatever you comfort me and scare me clean out of my wits barely tied now i fear soon we’ll sever but countdown be damned you’d make it all worth gone to shit hold you so tight pray we're out this weather i feel so lucky with you here between my tits hear the rain at your door it entertains! it adores! i don’t mean to tall tale i’m not keen, i set sail! hold me close past sunlight i spite the lows every night carry me through terror want you to be my pallbearer i yield my heart to the dwindling daylight i yield my heart to the posthumous soundbite i yield my heart to any beckoning bullfight i yield my heart to all it is and all it's despite i feel so lucky with you here between my tits

don’t write my ending rip taylor i’ll right your ending sing RIP, 1234 you don’t need to tell me what happens at the tail i’ll see it through i won’t bail i’ll get so sweaty no bitter betty may never look up and get covered confetti

as soon as you take down a star i take you for a ride on the hood of my car as soon as you don’t tip the check i’m frankenstein fingers coming right for your neck, i mean you had so much cash that you might as well be a slasher like a big atom smasher you stiffed me on the bill so i might as well be a killer spell my name out in chiller as soon as you come for my pace you’ll be leaving on your ass with a boot in your face as soon as you you wave goodbye wave with a bullseye you know i won’t be the first to die! slasher takes no luck to wind up my pace so go and wind me up for my ffffflashlight face hey get fucked i won't be debased so go on wind me up for my ffffflashlight face you had so much cash that you might as well be a slasher like a big atom smasher you stiffed me on the bill so i might as well be a killer spell my name out in chiller

must be dead the way there’s hosses all around i lose my head as soon as they all pull their pants down how many x’s could possibly suffice must be 2 or 3 times as nice this heart’s on fire can you put it on ice slipped and fallen into paradise must be dead the way there’s hosses all around check out the spread as they come to pull my pants down unless i tap out but i won’t waver choke me out you’d be doing me a favor i’m so damn grateful for the grapple i’m suckin on that cock like it’s my adam’s apple how many x’s could possibly suffice must be 2 or 3 times as nice this heart’s on fire can you put it on ice must’ve fallen into paradise

we felt so strong about the little songs we wrote, man we felt like heroes shout through the screen, we swore it was a scene no urge in reaching casino but now it’s gone, we packed it up, moved on those days they circle down the drain want to return, but that sun doesn’t burn it’s only pain, so let’s look fondly upon times we galloped with the horses every other memory to the roaches on our corpses prance along the path as if by unseen forces it’s every other memory to the roaches on our corpses let those sparks hit someone else down wind they’ll sing like larks until they too shed their skin as for our sins, they’ll be left to the monarchs they’ll rush in as we head into the dark last blink, they cheer they drink our tears let’s shrink no fear they drink our tears let’s look fondly upon times we galloped with the horses every other memory to the roaches on our corpses prance along the path as if by unseen forces it’s every other memory to the roaches on our corpses