Grand Buffet Candy Bars
[spoken]
Stupid lady! F..cking stupid lady!
This one's for Grammy
[Verse, rap: Jackson]
Over the wall, boys, infirmary squads are checking the beds
So bodies incapable of beating the odds
Silly sods they are, I am, abused on a bridge, and direct
I expect the same from you
Who needs the rhythm when your feet got bootrot
The parasite hot off the stress that his words bought
All caught up in charting the growth of his wages
I've seen sages arise from the viewing of Picture Pages
Meaning! Do what! Do this! All natural! Double your fun!
Tactile life, drop the cactus, call it desert wasteland survival practice
In fact, us guys, meaning we, are on holiday time
Find the humor in that
Flew an American Eagle through a shit city birdbath
Bubble (bath) Bubble (bath) Hold all calls
Let the hot water run til it boils your balls
I'm a coloring contest champion, man
Crash and burn with my band in the Astrovan
This one's for Grammy
[Chorus, sung]
I like candy bars, and baseball cards and superstars
Grace Jones and a pack of Twix, and a pack of Donruss '86
I like candy bars, and He-Man and motor cars
Skeletor and a Milky Way, and a ragtop hotrod Chevrolet
[Verse, rap: Jackson]
Presenting the wicked with a visit from me
Hooking the ninth wave, will this bring a deep grave or accolades?
We picked up where the California Raisins left off
Stick up for the background guys and get scoffed at
Troublemakers trying to slight us coulda gave me
A double eyepatch and tinnitus
Invite us to your party, we'll fill the punchbowl
With some circus peanuts and assorted flavors of Skoal
I play the role of the unemployed Minotaur wrangler
Entangled in anger management books
So as the world goes tits-up, my cheese fries cook
Please guys, I've got "Spies Like Us" playing on full blast
I still cannot hear what they're saying
I converted my savings to Chuck E Cheese tokens
Did a super jump kick and my legs are now broken
[Chorus x2]