Ganvas Touch In Felt Boot Freedom

Flem-lo Flem-la Rippy Dipspitter, Wankus
RidgeBack the Fickle Flak, and freak me out why don't ya
Little bit later after i'm straight wet out the pool
i listened close and heard the worst,
made a fool of fate, her.

She turned around and there was he, me
in all my shiny arms and lancets
I left my heart on the floor with her
Good morning bellboy, it's time for soup and tea cuplets
Good morning, armored king

I slipped my lip, and chipped a bit,
but not before a caucus
the simple truth and wilhelm's gruel
meant i felt hot before you
Rambono
Rambono

Gotcha cat dog, it's time for sing song alleyway
Good morning, good morning, monkey see monkey do
Dump me in the river and call me a shit sandwitch
It's time for the witch of longfellow hall to come out to play
Shit in my mouth, monkey man

No distaste too strong,
no scepter too long,
to make a dishonest man
about me

But if i'm carbunkled
or shit-stained,
and uncle'd

Then I'm finished, famished, and fortunate enough to be tucked in fine feather and bunk hull.