Lyrics

The clouds are really cheap The way I seen 'em thru the ports Of which there is a half-a-dozen On the base of my resorz You wouldn't think I'd have too many Since I never cared for sports But I'm never really lonely In my Excentrifugal Forz There's always Korla Plankton, him 'n me can play the blues An' then I'll watch him buff that tiny ruby that he use He'll straighten up his turban an' eject a little ooze Along a one-celled Hammond Organism Underneath my shoes An' then I'll call Pup Tentacle, I'll ask him how's his chin I'll find out how the future is Because that's where he's been His little feet got long 'n flexible an' suckers fell right in The time he crossed the line from later on to way back when