So how does it feel?
To be using a barrowed recycled drug
They told you was real
The drug is the book
The show
The bought merchandise
So when I to you it should come
As most surprise
Then I want them to

Chorus:
Shut up, shut up
Zip it
I'm trying to think
Shut up, shut up
Zip it
Got to cut the tree (2x)

Carpet man in a self-bray suit
He's telling me cause I look like me that
I, I think like you
Well no thanks man
Cause I think I'll do just fine
Without your stale borrowed eye piece
Ask yourself
What is there that's mine

(Chorus 2x)

We'll make crazy funk within the jazzy style
So listen to our mission and stick around for a while
We're on the microphone but we don't need no beat
Matt is a drum machine and he's rock'n the bar
The trod with the id man he's on the wall
A crazy wall in your face creating all the hoopa
Altogether we don't know but we do know were we're gonna go
I say we're writing the lyrics the way you want to hear it
You rather lick it's gonna stick
You'll say that you've heard of it
You rather lick it's gonna stick
You'll say that you've heard of it
You know that you've heard of it
I'll make some noise with a slapstick
And it's all coming so fast

(Chorus 2x)