Day off in Kyoto Got bored at the temple Looked around at the 7-Eleven The band took the speed train Went to the arcade I wanted to go, but I didn't You called me from a payphone They still got payphones It cost a dollar a minute To tell me you're getting sober And you wrote me a letter But I don't have to read it I'm gonna kill you If you don't beat me to it Dreaming through Tokyo skies I wanted to see the world Then I flew over the ocean And I changed my mind (Woo) Sunset's been a freak show On the weekend, so I've been driving out to the suburbs To park at the Goodwill And stare at the chemtrails With my little brother He said you called on his birthday You were off by, like, ten days But you get a few points for tryin' Remember getting the truck fixed When you let us drive it Twenty-five felt like flying I don't forgive you But please don't hold me to it Born under Scorpio skies I wanted to see the world Through your eyes until it happened Then I changed my mind Guess I lied I'm a liar Who lies 'Cause I'm a liar

(I need you right now, right now) Let's get lost tonight You could be my black Kate Moss tonight Play secretary, I'm the boss tonight And you don't give a fuck what they all say, right? Awesome, the Christian in Christian Dior Damn, they don't make 'em like this anymore I ask, 'cause I'm not sure Do anybody make real shit anymore? Bow in the presence of greatness 'Cause right now, thou hast forsaken us You should be honored by my lateness That I would even show up to this fake shit So go ahead, go nuts, go apeshit 'Specially in my Pastellé, on my Bape shit Act like you can't tell who made this New Gospel, homie, take six And take this, haters N-Now-Now that, that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now 'Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now 'Cause I can't get much wronger Man, I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I been on ya N-Now-Now that, that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now 'Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now 'Cause I can't get much wronger (I need you right now, now) Man, I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I been on ya (I need you right now, right now) Me likey I don't know if you got a man or not If you made plans or not If God put me in your plans or not I'm trippin', this drink got me sayin' a lot But I know that God put you in front of me So how the hell could you front on me? There's a thousand you's, there's only one of me I'm trippin', I'm caught up in the moment, right? 'Cause it's Louis Vuitton Don night So we gon' do everything that Kan' like Heard they'd do anything for a Klondike Well, I'd do anything for a Klondike Well, I'd do anything for the limelight And we'll do anything when the time's right Uh, baby, you're makin' it Harder, better, faster, stronger N-Now th-that, that don't kill me (Oh) Can only make me stronger (Oh) I need you to hurry up now (Oh) 'Cause I can't wait much longer (Oh) I know I got to be right now (Oh) 'Cause I can't get much wronger (Oh) Man, I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I been on ya Tell me what's the deal, I've been tryin' to go to bed I've been up for days, I've been tryna get ahead (I need you right now, now) Said it all before, and I'll say it once again I'm better off alone (I need you right now, right now) With the big boys coming with the big stuff You know how long I've been on ya I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah Since Prince was on Apollonia Big boys coming with the big trucks Since O.J. had Isotoners Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah Don't act like I never told ya Big boys coming with the big trucks Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah Don't act like I told ya Big boys coming with the picture Uh, don't act like I told ya Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah (Oh yeah) Don't act like I told ya Feel so clean like a money machine Don't act like I told ya Feel so clean like a money machine Uh, baby, you're makin' it Feel so clean like a money machine Harder, better, faster, stronger Feel so clean like a money machine N-Now-Now that, that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now 'Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now 'Cause I can't get much wronger Man, I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I been on ya (I need you right now, now) (I need you right now, now) [Whistling from All Star] And we'll all float on, okay Go for the moon (W-w-wacko, w-w-wacko) And we'll all float on, okay Go for the moon (W-w-wacko, w-w-wacko) And we'll all float on, okay Go for the moon And we'll all float on, anyway Go for the moon I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums N-Now-Now that, that don't kill me Can only make me stronger Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone I need you to hurry up now 'Cause I can't wait much longer So while you're here in my arms I know I got to be right now 'Cause I can't get much wronger Let's make the most of the night Man, I've been waitin' all night now That's how long I been on ya Like we're gonna die young (I need you right now, now) With the big boys coming with the big stuff You know how long I've been on ya I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah We're gonna die young Since Prince was on Apollonia Big boys coming with the big trucks Since O.J. had Isotoners Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah Don't act like I never told ya We're gonna die young With the big boys coming with the big stuff You know how long I've been on ya I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah Since Prince was on Apollonia Big boys coming with the big trucks Since O.J. had Isotoners Let's make the most of the night Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah Like we're gonna die young Don't act like I never told ya

Ooh, I love you so But why I love you, I'll never know Ooh, I love you so But why I love you, I'll never know Ooh, I love you so But why I love you, I'll never know Ooh, I love you so But why I love you, I'll never know Let the music in tonight Just turn on the music Let the music of your life Give life back to music Let the music in tonight Just turn on the music Let the music of your life Give life back to music Are! Let the music in tonight Just turn on the music Let the music of your life Give life back to music Let the music in tonight Just turn on the music Let the music of your life Give life back to music Let the music in tonight Just turn on the music Let the music of your life Give life back to music Let the music in tonight Just turn on the music Let the music of your life Give life back to music Because we are your friends Cool Ooh, I love you so I'm just trying to be cool You'll never be alone again But why I love you, I'll never know It's all because of you Ooh, come on, ooh come on Ooh, I love you so Some fanatic attitude we're both on Ooh, come on, ooh come on But why I love you, I'll never know Because we are your friends Cool Ooh, I love you so I'm just trying to be cool You'll never be alone again But why I love you, I'll never know It's all because of you Ooh, come on, ooh come on Ooh, I love you so Some fanatic attitude we're both on Ooh, come on, ooh come on But why I love you, I'll never know City and desert coexist Depending on the things you're wearing Wildlife binoculars Tell me that you want me Tell me that you want me They teach you suffer to resist Too much intention, Presbyterian Mint julep testosterone Tell me that you want me Tell me that you want me Because we are your friends Cool Ooh, I love you so I'm just trying to be cool You'll never be alone again But why I love you, I'll never know It's all because of you Ooh, come on, ooh come on Ooh, I love you so Some fanatic attitude we're both on Ooh, come on, ooh come on But why I love you, I'll never know Because we are your friends (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done You'll never be alone again (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Ooh, come on, ooh come on (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done Ooh, come on, ooh come on (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Because we are your friends (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done You'll never be alone again (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a motherfuckin' starboy Ooh, come on, ooh come on (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Look what you've done Ooh, come on, ooh come on (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I'm a motherfuckin' starboy I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone So while you're here in my arms Let's make the most of the night Like we're gonna die young

Oh yeah Oh yeah And I don't want you and I (black) don't need you (black) Oh yeah Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you Oh yeah (black) It's not your fault that you're (black) always wrong Oh yeah The weak ones are there to justify the strong Oh yeah Oh yeah And I don't want you and I (black) don't need you Everybody dance Screaming on the dance (black) Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you Everybody dance Screaming on the dance (black) It's not your fault that you're (black) always wrong Everybody dance Screaming on the dance The weak ones are there to justify the strong Everybody dance, well baby Hey, you, what do you see? Oh yeah Something beautiful or something free? Oh yeah Hey, you, are you trying to be mean? If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean (Ah!) The worms will live in every host (Ah!) It's hard to pick which one they hate the most Oh yeah (Ah!) The horrible people, (Ah!) the horrible people (Ah!) It's all anatomic as the size of your steeple Oh yeah Capitalism has made it this way Oh yeah Old-fashioned fascism will take it away Oh yeah Hey, you, what do you see? Oh yeah Something beautiful or something free? Oh yeah Hey, you, are you trying to be mean? If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean Oh yeah (Ah!) There's no time to discriminate (black) Hate every other hater that's in your way (black) Oh yeah Hey, hey, huh?, hey, (black) hey, (black) Oh yeah hey, (black) hey, (black) Oh yeah Hey! The beautiful people, the beautiful people (Ah) The beautiful people, the beautiful people (Ah) Hey, you, what do you see? Oh yeah Something beautiful or something free? Oh yeah Hey, you, are you trying to be mean? If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean Hey, you, what do you see? Something beautiful or something free? Oh yeah Hey, you, are you trying to be mean? If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean Oh Yeah The beautiful people, the beautiful people Chili's Baby Back Ribs I want my baby back The beautiful people, the beautiful people Chili's Baby Back Ribs (with BBQ sauce) The beautiful people, the beautiful people I want my baby back Chili's Baby Back Ribs I want my baby back The beautiful people, the beautiful people Chili's Baby Back Ribs (with BBQ sauce) The beautiful people, the beautiful people Chili's Baby Back Ribs I want my baby back Chili's Baby Back Ribs (Mmm doo doo doo doo doo doo) I want my Baby Back Ribs!

Stop the music and go home I repeat, stop the music and go home Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, turn it up To the maker, vibrator Roof shaker, earthquaker Annihilator Yeah Verbal couture, parkour with the metaphors The flow house of horror, dead bolted with metal doors Grinch bitch, six sense with a nose drip Mind skydive, sniffing bumps in the cockpit Locksmith of hip-hop, appraisal the wrist watch The rocks bout the size as the teeth in Chris Rock's mouth Sock out the mic, prototype for Adderall Your work killing fiends 'cause you cut it with Fentanyl So much coke just to sniff, need a ski lift Flip your table over if you cut it with the bullshit Nosebleed on red carpets, but it just blend in Snapping pictures feeling my chest being sunk in Live a fast life, seen many die slowly Unhappy when they left so I try to seize the moment Funny how it happens who ever would imagine That joke's on you but Satan the one laughing Ain't it funny how it happens? Ain't it? ain't it funny how it happens? Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Ain't it? ain't it funny how it happens? Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Ain't it? The schoolyard reeks of sewage, (I am a God) broken pipes, broken promise The thin man staggers lucid for this time of night Drying vomit dangles from the beard, step, mumble, shuffle, trip But the trajectory is clear, he's headed for the covered steps Tut, tut, it looks like rain He remembers A. A. Milne each time the sky is this kind of grey That or his favorite film, Gene Kelly Leaping Technicolor through the fray and feeling glorious The story is an allegory for his days, but night is coming now Vials snap, aluminum sounds Fibers slap as drops descend on tall cans It's all hands on deck to chase the pain away Dealers rockin' parkas with plenty pockets for product The money, horrors, the logic and babies holler from colic The symphony is tectonic, it shifts as the Earth is settlin' Precious metals are mined And a million minds have been meddlin' with time In the hopes of getting a golden noose for the neck Golden goose from a fairy tale, shittin' Fabergé eggs Man, it's fucked up, ain't it funny how it happens? Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Ain't it funny how it happens? And every night after the club it goes down Ain't it? ain't it funny how it happens? Plenty, plenty, mo' rounds, bodies, bodies on the ground On Broadway or Main Street they all stumble out Ain't it? ain't it funny how it happens? To a dozen pairs of hands pullin' bottles from they mouths Hotties hardly walk now, everybody passed out Ain't it? In the backseat of the taxi, so they never heard a sound It's the city and the city and you only see one No way to mask it, a lot became has beens Rolling up that hundred dollar bill till they cash in And it all looked pretty when it all begun Thinks it gone last, going too fast But the shit has got to balance on the barrel of a gun Man, it's fucked up, ain't it funny how it happens? All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of That- I know you're tired of lovin', of lovin' With nobody to love, nobody Ain't it funny how it happens? Bitch, what you know about that? Don't act like a newbie New D boys get jacked, what you need is a New Jack Swing And a new truly discerning taste for the base, like a foodie Harmony's cruelly high when it's on his step Stepped on dope is a safety net And the dope fiends cry but they don't regret Everyone get high, go out 'til they Turn the lights off, (I am a God) they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Why you fightin' all the shit that make the world go 'round? World go 'round, world, world go 'round Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down I know you're tired of- (Alright) Of lovin' Ooh, wah-ah-ah-ah! I can sell honey to a bee In the fall time, make trees, take back they leaves Octopus in a straight jacket, savage with bad habits Broke, serving fiends, got rich, became a addict Ain't it funny how it happens, who would ever would imagine Nose running right now, could ya pass me a napkin? Managed to somehow to have the upper advantage Panic when the drugs are gone and nobody is answering The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta (Ain't it funny how it happens?) They long for the sleep like they mortal (I am a God), these zombies But they got this portal in their minds And the molecules get rewired every trip they takin' through time And they trippin' nightly, the blacks of the eyes igniting You are now watching the throne The pits in the backyard biting, the cats in the trashcan fighting Don't let me get in my zone The feeling of guns pealing like bells in a telltale reeling Of bodies losing they feeling and falling down and the ceiling (Ain't it funny how it happens?) Don't let me get in my zone Is black from the smoke that's rising, the scent is just so enticing These other ______s is lyin' Descent is a small price for the right to live out your vices, now Actin' like the summer ain't mine And it all looked pretty when it all begun (I got that hot bitch in my home) But the shit has got to balance on the barrel of a gun (Ain't it funny how it happens?) You know how many hot bitches I own? All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of Don't let me get in my zone That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit Don't let me get in my zone The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Don't let me get in my zone Can't change this shit, it's dangerous (Ain't it funny how it happens?) Don't let me get in my zone But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta The stars is in the building Got the twenties and the fifties wrapped up under all the ones They hands is to the ceiling Two for twenty, five for fifty, you could move a couple tons I know I'm 'bout to kill it You could put it in the blood or you could put it in the lungs (Ain't it funny how it happens?) How you know? I got that feeling But, whatever you cough up, remember that it all begun with You are now watching the throne That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit Don't let me into my zone The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous (Ain't it funny how it happens?) Don't let me into my zone But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta (I'm definitely in my zone) Ain't it?

Wicki-wicki-wild This one is Mashpit certified Wicki-wild Wicki-wicki Wild Wild West (Yeah!) Jim West, desperado Rough rider, no you don't want nada None of this, six-gunnin this, brother runnin this Buffalo soldier, look it's like I told ya Any damsel that's in distress Be outta that dress when she meet Jim West Rough neck so go check the law and abide Watch your step or flex and get a hole in your side Swallow your pride, don't let your lip react You don't wanna see my hand where my hip be at With Artemus, from the start of this, runnin' the game James West, tamin' the West, so remember the name Not the GB's Now who you gonna call? J Dub and A.G If you ever riff with either one of us Break out, before you get bum-rushed Don't stop, make it pop, DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, I'ma fight 'til we see the sunlight Tick tock on the clock, but the party don't stop, no Oh, woah, woah, oh, oh, woah, woah, oh Finally, someone let me out of my cage Now, time for me is nothing, 'cause I'm countin' no age Nah, I couldn't be there, now you shouldn't be scared I'm good at repairs, and I'm under each snare Intangible, bet you didn't think, so I command you to Panoramic view, look, I'll make it all manageable Pick and choose, sit and lose, all you different crews Chicks and dudes, who you think is really kickin' tunes? Picture you getting down in a picture tube Like you lit the fuse, you think it's fictional? Mystical? Maybe, spiritual hero Who appears in you to clear your view when you're too crazy? Lifeless to those, the definition for what life is Priceless to you, because I put you on the hype shit You like it? Gun smokin', righteous with one toke Get psychic among those, possess you with one dose I ain't- Human beings in a mob What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a god? What's a god to a non-believer Who don't believe in anything? Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright No church in the wild Hey! Because when I arrive, I, I'll bring the fire Make you come alive, I can take you higher What this is, forgot, I must now remind you Let it rock, let it rock, let it rock A whale is gonna die Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots I arrive, I, I'll bring the fire Make you come alive, I can take you higher Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots Everybody What this is, forgot, I must now remind you Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots Let it rock, let it rock, let it rock Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots Everybody A whale is gonna die [Beatbox solo from Rock Your Body] Boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka lacka boom Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka boom boom Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka lacka boom God damn it baby, you know I ain't lying to ya Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka boom boom Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka lacka boom I'm only gonna tell you once Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka boom boom Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka lacka boom Aah, yeah Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Boom boom acka lacka boom boom I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado Interior gas station McDonald's I left my cell phone dead at the house I see the stars when the sun goes down Somebody's making money off of my problems The way that you're talking, you'd better wear a condom I smell cowards and sons of a bitch Everything quick all smells like shit Coming soon to own on Video and DVD [Whistling from All Star] I got, I got, I got, I got— Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA (Hip, hip) Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA (Hip, hip) I got power, poison, pain, and joy inside my DNA (Hip, hip) I got hustle, though, ambition flow inside my DNA (Hip, hip) You'll never see it coming You'll see that my mind is too fast for eyes You're done in By the time it's hit you, your last surprise I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) So while you're here in my arms Let's make the most of the night night night Die young (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We're gonna die young We're gonna die young (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Let's make the most of the night (Ooh-ooh) Like we're gonna die young

This is a tough decision- Paper or plastic Presents itself as a decision with an obvious answer You pick paper 'cause the plastic will end up in the ocean Giving a whale cancer But did you know that The paper in this bag is made from the prickly peckerwood tree Which happens to be the residency of the dwarf-winged beaver bee And when the dwarf-winged beaver bees no longer have Homes in which to go, (David0Mario) That they've been known to reconstruct their hives Right inside of those same (David0Mario) So you can weigh All these factors before (David0Mario) decide But either way Know this A whale is gonna die No matter what you choose A (David0Mario) No matter what you do A (David0Mario) It's gonna be okay (David0Mario) Except in the case you're a whale (David0Mario) Dine in or take-out An inconsequential question at the fast food restaurant So you take it to go, then on the way home You know you start to smelling those french fries So you reach in the bag And take your eyes off the road and drive straight off a bridge And who knows what's in the water below So you should've dined in I hear your heart bea- to the- Oh- wha- a- sham- tha- y- Ca-ca-ca-ca- Here-here- Wi-wi-wi-wi- So-so-so-so- One-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one- S-one-one-whi-whi-whi-whi Here-here-here-here-s Huh? No matter what you choose A whale is gonna die No matter what you do A whale is gonna die It's gonna be okay Except in the case you're a whale A whale is gonna die Because I'm a textpert An expert at texting Rejecting the notion that you think I'll be wrecking Due to the fact that I'm distracted? I multi-task best behind the wheel when I get textually active You should keep both eyes on the road, sir, for real You'll look down, look up and end up in the trunk of another automobile Leave it to a pro, be incommunicado Until you get to where you need to go, this conversation's o… ver Cause I'm a textpert, an expert at texting Pressing my keypad when my car's not resting I can divide my attention up I got so much attention, I've got an eleven-tion With one eye on the road, one eye on my phone I texted-in this drive-thru order for my latte and scone Thank you Now I'm gonna text n' eat n' sip n' dip n' shift It in to D and then chin-drive home I'm a textpert A textin' traveler who doesn't need a chauffeur-eur-eur-eur-eur I'm a textpert Don't worry, nobody's gonna get hurt-urt-urt-urt-urt Sometimes I text both sides of a conversation Cause it's tough to keep up with my text-ual pacing On rare occasion, when I've got nothing to text about I text myself reminders of what I'm doing now I carry on more concurrent conversations Than one phone alone is prone to accept, so I've Tested and perfected my patented method The second handset hands-free toe text I ride with my Swedish Masseuse She gimme deep tissue thumb shiatzu My yogi shows me hand yoga poses like Downward Facing Pinky and Thumb Lotus I never stoop so low as to text photos Instead I text the correct combo of ones and zeros I'm an artiste using ASCII I just texted this toad to an art gallery I text more than the next bored pre-pubescent tween In fact I've text-induced my own second puberty How does that work exactly? Everything that happened before is happening some more That's all I'm comfortable sharing at this time

I can't handle no liquor But these bitches can't handle me I can't control my ______s And my ______s, they can't control me You say you know me, my ______ But you really just know the old me Bitch, I'm back out my coma Wakin' up on your sofa When I parked my Range Rover Slightly scratched your Corolla Okay, I smashed your Corolla I'm hangin' on a hangover Five years we been over Ask me why I came over One more hit and I can own ya One more fuck and I can own ya One cold night in October Pussy had me floatin' Feel like Deepak Chopra Pussy had me dead Might call 2Pac over Yeezy's all on your sofa These the Red Octobers Still ain't learn me no manners There's not much I know about you You love me when I ain't sober You love me when I'm hungover Even when I blow doja Then her auntie came over Fear will always make you blind Skinny bitch with no shoulders Tellin' you that I'm bogus Bitch, you don't even know us "Baby girl, he's a loner It's not hard to go the distance Baby girl, he's a loner" Late-night organ donor After that, he disown ya After that, he's just hopeless It's amazing what you'll find face to face Soul mates become soulless "When it's over, it's over" And, bitch, I'm back out my coma These chicks don't even know the Name of my band But they're all on me like they Wanna hold hands 'Cause once I blow, they know That I'll be the man All because I'm the lead Singer of David0Mario I can't handle no liquor But these bitches can't handle me I can't control my ______s And my ______s, they can't control me Huh? You say you know me, my ______ But you really just know the old me Bitch, I'm back out my coma Wakin' up on your sofa When I parked my Range Rover Slightly scratched your Corolla Okay, I smashed your Corolla I'm hangin' on a hangover Five years we been over Ask me why I came over One more hit and I can own ya One more fuck and I can own ya One cold night in October Pussy had me floatin' Feel like Deepak Chopra Pussy had me dead Might call 2Pac over Yeezy's all on your sofa These the Red Octobers Still ain't learn me no manners You love me when I ain't sober You love me when I'm hungover Even when I blow doja Then her auntie came over Skinny bitch with no shoulders Tellin' you that I'm bogus Bitch, you don't even know us "Baby girl, he's a loner Baby girl, he's a loner" Late-night organ donor After that, he disown ya After that, he's just hopeless Soul mates become soulless "When it's over, it's over" And, bitch, I'm back out my coma I can't handle no liquor But these bitches can't handle me I can't control my ______s And my ______s, they can't control me You say you know me, my ______ But you really just know the old me You say you know me, my ______ But you really just know the old me I'm the lead singer of my band I get all the girls to take off their underpants I'm the lead singer of my band My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance My salsa, woah, woah Look out for my next single, it's called "My Salsa" My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance And take off their underpants My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance And take off their underpants My salsa Where'd everybody go?

Paper or plastic Presents itself as a decision with an obvious answer You pick paper 'cause the plastic will end up in the ocean Giving a whale cancer But did you know that The paper in this bag is made from the prickly peckerwood tree Which happens to be the residency of the dwarf-winged beaver bee And when the dwarf-winged beaver bees no longer have Homes in which to go, then I think you should know That they've been known to reconstruct their hives Right inside of those same whale's blowholes So you can weigh All these factors before you choose to decide But either way Know this A whale is gonna die No matter what you choose A whale is gonna die No matter what you do A whale is gonna die It's gonna be okay Except in the case you're a whale A whale is gonna die Dine in or take-out An inconsequential question at the fast food restaurant So you take it to go, then on the way home You know you start to smelling those french fries So you reach in the bag And take your eyes off the road and drive straight off a bridge And who knows what's in the water below So you should've dined in But if you dined in You decide to shake salt on those fries With the shaker that the previous guy coughed on And then you rub your eyes, oh no The next morning, you wake up with a wicked face itch You drive to urgent care, your eyes swell shut Then you drive off the very same bridge from when You didn't dine in, and did I mention Both times you hit a whale A whale is gonna die No matter what you choose A whale is gonna die No matter what you do A whale is gonna die It's gonna be okay Except in the case you're a whale A whale is gonna die No matter what you choose A whale is gonna die No matter what you do A whale is gonna die It's gonna be okay Except in the case you're a whale A whale is gonna die Two trucks having sex Two trucks having sex My muscles, my muscles Involuntarily flex Two trucks having sex Two trucks having sex My muscles, my muscles Involuntarily flex Two pickup trucks making love American made, built Ford tough Two beautiful murder machines American angels in the sky Grown men cry Two trucks having sex (Oh, yes) Two trucks having sex (Oh, yes) My muscles (Uh), my muscles (Uh) Involuntarily flex (Huh) Two trucks, having sex (Oh, yes) Two trucks, having sex (Oh, yes) My muscles (Uh), my muscles (Uh) Involuntarily flex (Ha) Right by my side, there's ZZ Top And Robert Z'Dar from Maniac Cop 1, 2, and 3 This barbecue could bring you to your knees And so could these two trucks [Beatbox solo from Rock Your Body] Two trucks holding hands Two trucks holding hands The passion, the passion Is more than I can withstand Two trucks holding hands Two trucks holding hands The passion, the passion My big fat heart expands Two pickup trucks, one cylinder block Crush my body like a rock So beautiful, no stars tonight Just fireworks and eagles in the sky The Founding Fathers cry Two trucks having sex (Oh, yes) Two trucks having sex (Oh, yes) My muscles (Uh), my muscles (Uh) Involuntarily flex Two trucks, having sex (Oh, yes) Two trucks, having sex (Oh, yes) My muscles (Uh), my muscles (Uh) Involuntarily! Huh! Flex! I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone So while you're here in my arms Let's make the most of the night Like we're gonna die young (Yeah, he, yeah, he, yeah, he, yeah, he, yeah, he, yeah) We're gonna die young We're gonna die young Let's make the most of the night Like we're gonna die young Two trucks having sex

Hey, Suzy, where you been today? I'm looking for you every way No sign of you when I wake up I'm on an island with no sun (Hip, hip) I feel like I've known you my whole life You got me cryin' like when Aslan died Now you're gone The melody can't find you I'm incomplete without you I guess we've reached the end of the game Ooh, hit me I know that you would crank this song Air-guitaring with your headphones on We dig the same type of melodies The ones to get you next to me I was Mick and you were Marianne (Marianne) You would harmonize when I felt bad (I felt bad) But now you're gone The melody can't find you I'm incomplete without you I guess we've reached the end of the game And you love the game Don't care who's watchin' when we tearin' it up (You know) That magic that we got, nobody can touch (Fo' sho') But if you dined in You decide to shake salt on those fries Lookin' for some trouble tonight (Yeah) With the shaker that the previous guy coughed on And then you rub your eyes, oh no Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side The next morning, you wake up with a wicked face itch You drive to urgent care, your eyes swell shut Like it's the last night of our lives (Uh-huh) Then you drive off the very same bridge from when You didn't dine in, and did I mention We'll keep dancin' 'til we die Both times you hit a whale A whale is gonna die But the melody can't find you I'm incomplete without you I guess we've reached the end of the game Ooh, hit me