Lyrics

[Intro] Thank you for calling the psychiatric hotline Please listen carefully to all options before making your selection If you are obsessive compulsive please press 1 repeatedly If you suffer from multiple personality disorder please press 2 3 and 4 If you are co-dependent please ask someone to press 7 on your behalf If you are a nymphomaniac please stop doing that with the phone Put your cloths back on and then dial extension 69 If you are schizophrenic listen carefully and the little voice will tell you which number to press If you suffer from irrational paranoia there is no need to press any button We already know who you are and what you want Just stay on the line so we can trace the call If you are delusional and occasionally hallucinate Please be aware that the thing you are holding on the side of head is alive and about to bite off your ear [Verse 1: Danny Boone] Damn Skippy Jif Jam Peter Pan Smucker's Jelly brain short fat silly motherfucker One man ear candy factory Willy Wonka Hoes got that dunkadunk shove it like they bonkers Off my rocker like a senior citizen that fell At a nursing home crazier than Friday nights in hell Celebratin' a plane full of folks that worship Satan Crashin' in the side of a mountain insane Like two hits of four way window pane I set a weed field ablaze to be against the grain I can't change language profane Known to grow fangs and throw flames At propane tanks and boost a plane Code name no name manics with no shame Pop lockin' on cocaine on Soul Train Butt naked with a gold chain [Chorus: Danny Boone] We are far from normal And we always will be We are far from normal And we always will be [Verse 2: Danny Boone] When it comes to rage I'm off the gauge I shine bright like the lights when my fist come off your face Right before you choke on your teeth and that bloody taste The game is a maze I'm a Schlitz Malt Liquor bull Comin' through the brick wall like a wrecking ball I reckon y'all hate me because of that In that case I think I'll take a crap in the corn flakes Of the whole game basically just to see the look on their face Yep I'm sick must be talkin' out my ass the way I spit this shit Naw just raw since I was a young buck pissin' off the law Never listening to my ma or my pa Now I drop the cause like I hopped off the see saw Teeter totter and I dropped a hotter heater because [Chorus: Danny Boone] We are far from normal And we always will be We are far from normal And we always will be [Verse 3: Demun Jones] The beast master at least when I walk the streets Sprout horns when the speakers snap back from beats And spit flames stop drop and roll is your name And I'm not the mood for playing games Watch where I aim and don't be standing there when I pull back And open up the hole like a fullback I'm 44 and I'm laying down in a 56 Flat on your back like bricks Dependin' on who you ask I'm a product of the past Tryin' to live in the moment but the now it never lasts I'm losin' it tryin' so hard to hold on Got me more fucked up than Turbo and Ozone Climbin' the wall shakin' and shit Feelin' the fire feel like breakin' a bit Throwin' a fit like a schizophrenic but I'm far from it I'm real motherfuckin' far from it [Chorus: Danny Boone] We are far from normal And we always will be We are far from normal And we always will be