Lyrics

The busted batshit nutzoid glanced into the room on a gazebo elephant. Was it the Devil’s armpit? Or did the contagious effluvium occur while Sadie was sniffing the foot of a tombsman? The janky torque flowed in and out, while the alien mop revolted. Flippity flop did the tasty, while the ecliptic year 2020 sang. Suzieloo Gooey found the ganga feeble makeup in all of her Byzantine butchiness. Lipstick eyeliner was SOOO sketchy at that university. Nadine skipped up the sidewalk with her grey brisket pajamas, while her arm followed silently behind her. “Put me back together at once!” Hurt feelings became crowd control, and the final skipping became a toasty. The bed gymnastics totes went a layout backout. A bastion of the last slurping, enamored and enthralled. The spastic clonus busted forth from the naked spamboys. They fled from their own feet, while Alex skittered and chanted at the sky "Sadie bless us, you janky gazebo walrus...all I wish is to die on top of u.”