Lyrics

[Verse 1] Please check our review, sorry we can't market you Back to bed next to ledge, the Chia Pet and garden tools Dollar booze with ginger ale, Hollow rooms with missing mail Think of the machine and sipping lean cuisine with Christian Bale Thinning herds pluck the wings, edited for younger things Predators that gesture for your necklaces and onion rings Restless nights on satin sill, get it right or pass the pill To the left what's in the box your Mrs. Marple wrapping films Sad to skill cronies cold, Bobby bring the bowling ball Full of gin, the wool is thin, the wolf is into Tony Hawk Only talk when spoken to, no one really noticed you Sitting in electric chairs with weapons bared and open wounds Show you through the roping as you're coasting through the great escape Officer this gentleman just pretzel thinned your mayonnaise Day to day, check to check, let's just get this money stocked Easter Egg your burglars, your worshipers get bunny-hopped What he got magnificence, culture clash steamer truck Bubble gum a couple ones and tickets to the breeder's cup See the stuff that's in the soul, DT's from the fender bends Shake it like a Polaroid and throwing coins off Everest Peppermint Patty got her fingers on his trigger now Met her at the track meet gettin' splashy til her tits were out Buzzin' round the mountain with a pocket full of EpiPens Plugged into the faithless as the ancients summoned Benny's jet [Pre-Chorus] Who-who-who (Bennies, uppers) You al-you al- (Speed, downers) Who-who- (Weed, speed) You al-you al- (Bennies, uppers) Who-who-who taught you how to do this stuff You al-you al- (Bennies, uppers) Who-who- (Speed, downers) You al-you al- (Weed, speed) Who-who- (Bennies, uppers) I learned it by watching you You alright [Chorus] You can raise the bar You can call the ball You can make the moves or do nothing at all You could be a part of a much greater cause And then fake it till you make it till your paint is coming off You can raise the bar You can call the ball You can make the moves or do nothing at all You could be a part of a much greater cause And then fake it till you make it till your paint is coming off [Verse 2] Blindfold, billfold, all the same When the break starts taking you for all your eggs And the tax man tell ya that you're talking strange And wanna know if you're really on the Boston Braves When the mighty are moved by the car you drive And the pirates approve of your harbor crime And the eye of the tiger gets saucer sized When wifey is all up in your call decline Might be likely a crooked court Start writing all for your book report Crossing the states with a brick of Bjork You can sniff till you're stiff and your kicks are caught Pitchers poured over open ice At the polls like bitch I just voted twice Does it really even matter when the over riots Go from proud to a fuckin' clown overnight?