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poon patrol – fuck yeah lyrics

it’s dark as my eyelid’s peel
feelin’ ’bout as hit as a glockenspiel
all i can see is the color red
is an illusion inside of my head
i’m lost, and there’s no way out
i cast my shadow on the shadow of doubt
i’m lost and i can’t see sh-t, yeah
i’m lost and i cannot see sh-t

911, what is your emergency?
i’m trapped in the mcdonald’s playset!
like, stuck in a tube?
no, motherf-cker, i’m lost!
(what? lost? f-ck. what do we do? what do we f-cking do?)
lost! no! nooooo!

there’s nowhere to run
from a good time at mcdonald’s playset, f-ck yeah
you’ll have so much fun
twenty-four seven, three-sixty-five, f-ck yeah
i can’t feel my legs, ooh, f-ck yeah!

we’re all just thoughts in a tubular brain
think about it. deep sh-t. insane
let me tell you something, h-ll is real, it’s a very colorful maze
a labyrinth, some would say
yo kid, you wanna get high? i’ll take you to the red slides
good for getting blazed
the centaurs are confused, got your -ss [?] small fry
so he can live another day without dying, and get high
i understand if at this point you think i’m some kind of bad-ss
a man who lives somewhere that no other p-ssy would last
i had my first gray hair on the purple slide
lost my virginity to myself when i turned thirty-five
i’m blind in both eyes
either that or they turned off all the lights and the place lost business
that’s nonsense
with me here the customers don’t want to leave
[?] nice to eat a big mac to the endings of my screams
i feel like i’m alive in someone else’s dream
(no, that sucked, let me try again)
i feel like i’m alive in someone else’s dream
think about it. deep sh-t. insane
say something if you don’t feel the same as me

oh sh-t! that hot fire is burning down the building!
oh sh-t, i’m dying! no! i’m dying!
f-ck. ouch! ow! oh, ohhh! oh…
looks like i went too far this time
what the frick? is that you, god?

h-llo, my son, and welcome to your judgment
remember when you kissed your cousin
but it really wasn’t your cousin?
yeah, we’re all just tryin’ to bust a nut in the shawty called life
should i send you to heaven or hit you with the scythe?
sleepers shall no longer hide, all those [?] and slide
i decide to detain your faults
i’m god, this is the opening of the vault
to a hall of angels with no eyes
who, even though they are blind
they coincide, which to let you fly
and they grant you with golden wings
and god’s g-y angels, they all sing

there’s nowhere to run
from a good time at mcdonald’s playset, frick yeah
you’ll have so much fun
twenty-four seven, three-sixty-five, frick yeah
i can’t feel my legs, ooh, frick yeah!

- poon patrol lyrics

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