Lyrics

(Verse)
Well I lost my boots on Baconara Nine,
Slipped on jellybeans, now I walk just fine.
Got a pickle in my pocket and a spoon in my shoe,
And my socks are singin’ somethin’ kinda sticky too!
(Chorus)
Sticky socks and celery spoons,
Dancin’ under seventeen moons.
My grandma’s hat’s a satellite now,
She yodels weather in a cosmic cow!
(Verse 2)
Oh I kissed a fish on Smokara’s coast,
Thought it was Michelle but it was a roast.
Fell in love with a toaster on Cinnacore's tide,
She made toast of my heart, then she deep-fried my pride!
(Bridge)
Kazoo wails in chaotic, unmusical triumph
Trailer AI moans: "Oh, not again…"
(Verse)
Had a dance-off with a jelly-wig priest,
On Meatballa Prime at the dumpling feast.
He spun and yelled, “I’ve lost my pants!”
Then proposed to a ladle in a gravy trance.
(Chorus)
Sticky socks and celery spoons,
Married a donut under twin moons.
Gerry tapped the dash and Daisy groaned,
“This station’s cursed. You are disowned.”
(Outro)
So crank it up and sing off key,
With a squirrel named Bob in harmony!
From syrup swamps to tart soufflé,
It’s breakfast music the intergalactic way!
(Final radio DJ voice):
“Y’all keep it weird out there in the sector! Next up—24 hours of harmonica bagpipe duets!”