Some of the ***** sink
And some of the **** floats
But when one plunges sinkers
They squish, smear, and combine
And the plunger comes out
Pretty gross

Now never stays still long enough
For me to ever get it
I'm this weird thing that experiences
This made up way
To interpret the world,
If that is something.
I'm certain I'm real,
I'm something
Right?

i found a droopy bulldog
To take over my look-out whilst i sleep
But the girl ive been watching
Is more than our four eyes can keep

Money, ***, ****, drugs, and <the deep futility loop>

The dunderheads were charged with improper time travel
But Wizzer had a cosmic defense he said could beat it
"We were simply attempting to learn from the future
But it turns out we're doomed to repeat it"

They force-feed me REO Speedwagon because my kids said I love Pink Floyd
And say I'm disgusting when I beat it
I'm trying to learn from the future
But I guess I'm doomed to repeat it

Studies confirm we're doomed
And it's probably coming soon
Time for everything to recombine
Reunite the earth and the moon
Back before all this crazy ******* started
Like life forms stinking the place up
A world filled without biology
Is a tranquil, zen, runneth-ed over cup!
Bring on the recombobulation
Let the cosmic plow-blade hit this ground
Jesse and girl, please help find him a woman like that
Or just let Rick Springfield play around