[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Rob Sonic]
Cut it out, Let him work
A sleepy little order from a sick chauffeur
Easy on the airbrush and print toner
Let the blood drip out of where the windows were
Sent him flowers and of course a vase
Take off the moulding and pour the paste
In the shapes of a halo and sword encased
They don't see the scar tissue that adorns his face
Torch the place when the job is fin
Steel toe Moccasins
Monster trucks and oxygen
In the house, if you asking where The Bronx has been
And it's a certain glow
A wooden leg earned in the service so
Brought to you by viewers with the nervous nose
That ran away to put the ring upon the circus folk
Be a jerk and get beaten up
From years of the heathening and easy love
Pumping gas un an evening tux
I'm on a date in a trailer with the pizza cup
Creepy stuff like The Walking Dead
Beam me up Scotty better call the vet
I let the dogs out in the hall and went
To get them, but there's nothing left but paws and heads
Hear ye self committed
Ghost bunk jump with your Elvis image
Planes, trains, cars in a swell position
Cause you're a customer to me and my name is Del Griffith
Button with a curtain hook
One time only and first afoot
The bill on the block full of furnace soot
See if you teach a man to fish he better learn to cook
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
(Disco-co)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
(Disco-co)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
(Disco-co)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
Happyland (Happyland)
(Disco-co)
[Verse 1: Rob Sonic]
Cut it out, Let him work
A sleepy little order from a sick chauffeur
Easy on the airbrush and print toner
Let the blood drip out of where the windows were
Sent him flowers and of course a vase
Take off the moulding and pour the paste
In the shapes of a halo and sword encased
They don't see the scar tissue that adorns his face
Torch the place when the job is fin
Steel toe Moccasins
Monster trucks and oxygen
In the house, if you asking where The Bronx has been
And it's a certain glow
A wooden leg earned in the service so
Brought to you by viewers with the nervous nose
That ran away to put the ring upon the circus folk
Be a jerk and get beaten up
From years of the heathening and easy love
Pumping gas un an evening tux
I'm on a date in a trailer with the pizza cup
Creepy stuff like The Walking Dead
Beam me up Scotty better call the vet
I let the dogs out in the hall and went
To get them, but there's nothing left but paws and heads
Hear ye self committed
Ghost bunk jump with your Elvis image
Planes, trains, cars in a swell position
Cause you're a customer to me and my name is Del Griffith
Button with a curtain hook
One time only and first afoot
The bill on the block full of furnace soot
See if you teach a man to fish he better learn to cook
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