1. |
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I walked 'til I was weary
Then I found a forest clearing
With the thing for which I'd been hopin'
It was bigger than my house and
I thought that I'd check it out since
The front door was somehow wide open
I saw a table full
Of a type of cereal
Looked like Quaker Oats but it was not
Although I already ate
At the time, it seemed a great
Idea to test out what they'd got
So I was tasting their porridge, one's too hot
Tasting their porridge, this hurts a lot
I was tasting their porridge one's cold as ice
Tasting their porridge and this one's just right
I pigged out!
(another solo)
Well after eating their breakfast
I think I should have fled fast
So the owners would not attack me
But since I'm not very bright
I did what I felt like
Which was sit in a chair just relaxin'
In one chair I tried to sit
But I was too big to fit
Second chair was too big for me
The last one was just fine
So sat for a very long time
Now the chair is broken, oopsie!
I tell you breaking chairs of grizzlies is real bad
Breaking chairs of grizzlies makes them mad
Stay away from grizzlies' rocking chairs
Breaking chairs of grizzlies will irk the grizzly bears
(Solo time)
(Bears)
(More bears)
The events that transpired
Served to make me quite tired
So I went up to the sleeping quarters
One was so soft it was mushy
One was too hard for my tushy
Was the mattress made of brick and mortar?
And on my final try
Well I was out like a light
And dreamt the house's owners had come back
Noise awoke me from that dream
And soon I began to scream
I just about had a heart attack
Since I was facing bears with big fists - fists of rage
Facing bears with big fists - I'm no sage
Facing bears with big fists - then I know
Facing bears with big fists means that it's time to go
(Even more bears)
Making for the exit, woo
Making for the exit
Making for the exit, yup
Making for the exit
I was making for the exit
Making for the exit
I was making for the exit, yeah
Making for the exit, yeah
Maybe I'd face prison, if more big
Blame goes to my parents, since I'm six
Racing from the grizzlies, all downhill
Racing from the grizzlies - ha ha they took a spill
Raiding where there's grizzlies
Tasting their porridge
I was breaking chairs of grizzlies
I was facing bears with big fists
Then, I was racing for the exit
Place the blame on my parents
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2. |
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He thinks he’s Don Juan
The pied piper of love songs
Smooth words,
But got no grace
He’s always
One track mind thinking
Wining, dining
Skipping all that, straight to kissing
Got no hope
And no clue, nope
And of course he don’t have permission
Thinks he’s suave (Le Pew)
But he does things creepy stalkers do
When he farts (Le Pew)
You will say ooh blech like Bartholomew
He’s a nut (Le Pew)
Makes you say E then W
And his butt… (Le Pew)
He’s the bad sort of funky
No shame and zero honor
No shame and zero honor
No shame and zero honor
The cartoon skunk is always hitting on her
The cartoon skunk is always hitting on her
The cartoon skunk is always hitting on her
Run for your life if you see this skunk
Don’t be near when he farts
Don’t be near when he talks
Don’t be near if you’re smart
Don’t be near him at all
Don’t be near him at all
Don’t be near him at all
Cops…why you oughta
See if he’s got restraining orders
Take his prints, grab his tail
Why is he not in jail?
Out in Paris, Avignon,
And the whole French country
If he sees you, you should watch out
Since this guy is just so skunky
Thinks he’s suave (Pepe)
He’s as high-class as a Chik-Fil-A
When he farts (Pepe)
Then your sinuses want to run away
Thinks he’s smart (Pepe)
He does not have intellibrains
He tries hard (Pepe)
Hard is how she’ll be running
No shame and zero honor
No shame and zero honor
No shame and zero honor
This cartoon skunk is always hitting on her
This cartoon skunk is always hitting on her
This cartoon skunk is always hitting on her
Run for your life if you see this skunk
Don’t be near when he farts
Don’t be near when he talks
Don’t be near if you’re smart
Don’t be near him at all
Don’t be near him at all
Don’t be near him at all
You’ll wanna sneeze
That won’t help you much though
Upwind skunk is yuck
Upwind skunk is yuck
Also downwind skunk is yuck
Skunk is always yuck
Upwind skunk is yuck
Upwind skunk is yuck
Also downwind skunk is yuck
Skunk is always yuck
They call France romantic
But what he does, well that’s sick
They are creepy weird antics
More maddening than mass transit
There’s no chance she’ll like him
It’s expected she’s frightened
Well now he is a skunk and she is a cat
That’s not why this is wrong
All about it is wrong
It’s completely just wrong
This is weird and just wrong
It is really so wrong
That’s the point of this song
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
Cartoon skunk is yuck
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3. |
I Need A Mushroom
02:44
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I'm swimming
And frightened of contact with the squid thing
Same for the fish it's crazy
One touch is death, not much room for mistakes
I doubt I'll leave this lake
If I don't grow to super size
My small self always dies
Just from touching the bad guys
I need a mushroom
I'm walking
I walk up to a turtle
It feels like a giant hurdle
But that's because I am extremely short
My plan is don't be short
There's one way that's accomplished
Still won't mean I can stomp fish
But it means less chance of doom
I need a mushroom
I need a mushroom
I need one so I can break stuff
I break bricks to get money
Which gives me more life somehow
I need a mushroom
It's a drug but that's no problem
Skin will stretch but that's okay
I'll be better off that way
I don't want hammers hurting me
Or turtle touch destroying me
My size now is annoying me
So....
I need a mushroom
I need one so I can break stuff
I break bricks to get money
Which gives me more life somehow
I need a mushroom
It's a drug but that's no problem
Skin will stretch but that's okay
I'll be better off that way
I'm guessin'
A bunch of you have a question
You wonder if my size obsession
Implies something that's less than flattering
But that's a silly thing
I told you why I need a mushroom
It protects body and soul
Unless I fall in a hole
But If I'm not falling
I need a mushroom
I need a mushroom
I need a mushroom
I need a mushroom
I need a mushroom
I need a mushroom
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4. |
The Marathon
05:13
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One Autumn, at brunchtime,
My father turned on the kitchen TV
To see the people run
There were hundreds of dozens
Of all speeds all brave to be in motion
Since the sound of the gun
It was hard to believe that
The lead pack was able to achieve and
Sustain that sort of speed
I paid money, to sign up, to try it
I hoped I wasn't gonna
Destroy my back and knees
Now I'm gon-
Na narrate
What happened
As if it were occurring
Now at the present time
But it's later, you know that
While racing, I'd basically be silent
And wouldn't think to rhyme
I kind of feel like keeling, I have got 23
Remaining miles I should've started slow
I've hit the wall, I'm gonna fall
And get trampled by feet
It's scarier than anything by Poe
The marathon, the marathon
I should have spent the morning sleeping
But I'm running this marathon, the marathon
It's not something I'm enjoying
It's really sole destroying
My muscles might start healing, by next Feb-ru-a-ry
My energy and strength do not exist
The pain is real, cross-trainers feel
Like they were old last year
I wish that I had slept longer and missed
The marathon, the marathon
It is attempting to defeat me
My enemy the marathon, the marathon
Some one is smoking and she's near me
Like breathing wasn't hard be...
Four old men all jogging passed me by
Ow, ow, ow
Lactic acid buildup in my thighs
Ow, ow, ow
If you can't relate then you make me jealous
Here's a bridge, somebody push me
Failed this test, and got my tushy kicked
Like a fridge, I'm running stiffly
I wanna rest, sit on a cushion quick
Is what I'm not, and now I'm heading
Up to the Bronx, I might be getting sick
Hard to tell, since I'm so tired
I just fell, I cannot try more
There is no chance, that I will finish
My back's destroyed, like I feared all along
Here's the van, so I'll be picked up
Fi-na-lly
The marathon, the marathon
Feels like my body is defeated
No energy thanks marathon, thanks marathon
And when next year’s almost completed
I’ll try another marathon
(fading out, mixed with “the marathon” as in the original)
Stupid thighs, they’re really burning
Can barely walk, I didn’t train, not smart
Stomach’s like, it’s butter churning
Can barely talk, when does the next one start?
Stupid thighs, they’re really burning
Can barely walk, I didn’t train, not smart
Stomach’s like, it’s butter churning
Can barely talk, when does the next one start?
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5. |
Slang!
02:45
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Is this drugs? What is fleek
Is that some sort of Greek?
And I’m flummoxed how someone is suddenly weak
I’m intelligent, why
Do these things make my mind explode?
(Slang! Slang! Slang!)
Also, will you tell me
What is spilling the tea
Seems the liquid will stick in that figure of speech
I’m intelligent, yeah,
But I can’t seem to crack the code
(feeling old)
My salad days are gone, everybody
The words I hear sound wrong, everybody
Oh dang
Can’t keep up with the slang
I’m from the time of takes two to tango
And did this guy just say I’m a mango?
What’s mang?
Can’t keep up with the slang
I’ve been watching a gif
And I’m wondering if
I am happy then why would I yeet off a cliff?
I’m intelligent, right?
But at moments it’s like who knows?
(Slang! Slang! Slang!)
Metrocard
Yeah right now I’m yelling
At kids on the bus
Because they were tellin’
Each other I’m sus
And I cannot spell this
But from their looks it must
Be ruder than a cuss
It must be bad, it must
How does a movie slap, I don’t get it
The words they say in rap, ah, forget it
Oh dang
Can’t keep up with the slang
(slang slang slang)
It makes no sense to me, all this lingo
I feel like I should be playing bingo
Oh dang
Can’t keep up with the slang
(Dang Dang Slang)
(Dang Dang Slang)
I’m intelligent, right?
But at moments it’s like who knows
These words fill me with doubt, everybody
My brain feels like it’s out of my body
Like Krang
Can’t keep up with the slang
My salad days are gone, everybody
The words I hear sound wrong, everybody
Oh dang
Can’t keep up with the slang
I’m from the time of takes two to tango
And did this guy just say I’m a mango?
What’s mang?
Can’t keep up with the slang
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6. |
Grey Poupon
02:36
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You say that this dinner is delicious
I insist it’s a little bit bland
From steak to sausage to sandwiches
There’s one thing that my tongue demands
I smear it on bagels and pretzels
I like it dabbed on caviar
This is why I have cabinets full
Of the greatest thing found in a jar
It goes on jellybeans and in yogurt
It goes on red crustaceans and squid
I put it on beefsteak
And also on cheesecake
It goes on lasagna
Do not judge me, Tanya
Now listen up buster
Nothing cuts the mustard
Like the contents found under that lid
There’s a lot of things which it goes on
Grey Poupon!
The haters might speak of expenses
They might think there are flavors that clash
If they looked from my mental lenses
They’d know their opinions are trash
The supermarket has more options
Like ketchup and mayo, I guess
But I won’t get those when I shop since
My palate won’t settle for less
So Poupon on fondue and on red beans
And Poupon on my purple eggplant
It’s on watermelon
Don’t make that face, Helen
On taffy that’s sticky
Stop mocking me, Mickey
On raisins and chili
It ain’t gonna kill me
And no one can tell me I can’t
Put this thing on whatever I want
Grey Poupon!
On poutine and bruschetta and flan
Grey Poupon!
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7. |
Traffic Jam
03:42
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Never been a long ride,
Fifteen minutes, normal speed, at most
But there’s gridlock outside
So my plans to move are now toast
Now my speed is like
An earthworm that crawls in compost
I never…. will get off... this road
The gridlocked highway is so frustrating
Horns are honking so loud
I am bored to tears
Want to be anywhere but here
Oh, oh
Don’t want to be stuck, boo hoo
Foot is on the brake
Feels like this route was a mistake
Oh oh
Don’t want to be stuck, boo hoo
See the ramp, up ahead
Now my face is turning red because
Nothing I can do
I am bored to tears
Why won’t this traffic disappear?
Oh oh
Don’t want to be stuck, boo hoo
So now the sky’s gone black
And the shindig is starting at eight
Seems I am on track
To get to the party later than late
Unlike me right now
All my friends are not going to wait
I never will get off this road
Got key lime pie, spent the whole day baking
Guess it’s getting cold now
Smorgasbord is out
Could have pastrami in my mouth
But no
Still seem to be stuck, boo hoo
Wine is there with cheese
But now I whine about my speed
So slow
Still seem to be stuck, boo hoo
See the ramp, on the right
I will drive on that tonight, maybe
If I can get through
The smorgasbord is done
Now they are really having fun
FOMO
Don’t have any luck, boo hoo
Went from eight
Southbound lanes
To two, boo hoo
I’m still bored to tears
These last few hours feel like years
Oh Oh
How am I still stuck? boo hoo
Foot is on the break
I’ve got a hunger bellyache
Oh no
Need something to munch, it’s true
Now it would be so nice
If I had a key lime slice
Nom nom
Only one or two
Now the road is clear
And the whole pie has disappeared
Oh no!
Now I’m really stuffed, boo hoo
Stuffed, boo hoo!
Wah wah wah wah wah wah
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8. |
Fine, It's Fine
02:46
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I tried to write a poem
I believed the gesture would be nice
Conscience said I’d best apologize
Pronto
I said that I’d be home
Just about exactly half-past ten
Then eleven thirty came and went
Oh No
And here’s what happened
The game went extra innings
One more round after winning
The train moves slowly after dar-ar-ark
I messed
Uuuuuuup
She’s like yeah fine it’s fine
Now I feel queasy
Like I need to run
I messed
Uuuuuuup
Her breath is full of wine
No point of mind tricks
Point is that I’m done
Help! Help! Help!
Her mother is in town
The plan was seeing System of a Down
Guess she isn’t going with me now
Yeah, no
She said to sell both tickets
But I don’t want to miss it
I said I’ll go with my friend Ma-a-ark
I messed uuuuuuup
She’s like yeah fine it’s fine
Now I’ll be sleeping
On a fuzzy couch
I messed
Uuuuuuuuuup
Guess I was out of line
These words are nice-ish
But her tone is ouch
I’m not gonna say enough of this
Or consult a couples therapist
Since both of those would miss
The point
I messed
Uuuuuup
It clearly isn’t fine
Now I’ll be sleeping
On a fuzzy couch
I messed
Uuuuuup
It clearly isn’t fine
Now I’ll be sleeping
On a fuzzy couch
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9. |
Quite High
03:17
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On the other side of reality
Is the place I seem to be
A bird threw eggs at me
I caught them with my feet
Had a magic carpet ride
That is when I almost died
Since the rug went and vaporized
On me
Oh and the bird eggs
Gave me a hurt head
After the bird plotzed
Somehow I played slots
Don't make a lot of sense
I should have gotten tense
But I just kept on trekking through
Oh, how weird? Super
I'm not near Koopa
Must've gotten quite high
Ay yi yi yi
Fighting Fry Guy
After all the ice, why
Isn’t that guy's lair
At the bottom of a fire pit?
Weakness dooms me
Cure for that is shroom-y
Phantoms guard the room keys
That shrink before using
Not much can explain
Something that insane
Guess I've gotten quite high
Ay yi yi yi
Mouth is getting dry in an endless desert
The digging makes my legs hurt
And I thought there would be treasure
From all that pain
And now, there's that mouse again
Like a bad comedian
He is bombing on a ledge
Of sorts
Cactus with four heads
Should give me more dread
But in this mind state
It seems just fine, great
The vegetable I picked
Became a rocketship
My mind is playing tricks on me
Oh, how weird? Super
I'm not near Koopa
Must've gotten quite high
Ay yi yi yi
Fighting Fry Guy
After all the ice, why
Wasn't that thing's lair
At the bottom of a fire pit?
In the sand dunes
Snift is such a bad dude
Bullets are his ah-choo
Turned me into rat food
Then alive once more
How so? I’m unsure
Must've gotten quite high
Ay yi yi yi
Evil bees jab at my knees
And skating snowmen, jeez
Unmoving whales
Weirder than the time
When I was sprouting raccoon tails
On the other side of a magic door
I'll pick up a coin or four
Might find another world
Mushroom is there of course
Oh, how weird? Super
I'm not near Koopa
Must've gotten quite high
Ay yi yi yi
Fighting Fry Guy
After all the ice, why
Isn’t that guy's lair
At the bottom of a fire pit?
Weakness dooms me
Cure for that is shroom-y
Phantoms guard the room keys
That shrink before using
Not much can explain
Something that insane
Guess I've gotten quite high
Ay yi yi yi
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10. |
Allergies
04:48
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How can I snooze without free airways?
Weeds in the breeze mean I’m sneezing for days
Think it’s been twenty, that’s plenty
Since I felt okay
I know what’s wrong, it’s immune overdrive
Body’s just working to keep me alive
But it’s too eager
So I’m beleaguered
And quite sleep deprived
My bed’s full of watery discharge, thanks nose
More laundry to do, since this is gross
These allergies mean more achoos
Also coughs and tears and headaches
I don’t start to drool when bread bakes
And these allergies
Should get all the boos
Got me runny-nosed and ranty
As for histamines, I’m anti
Yup I have allergies
And I go ah-ah-ah ah-choo
How many pills do I have to ingest
To not think I’m dying from phlegm in my chest?
Open mouthed breathing looks dumb
But don’t judge, I’m doing my best
Won’t go outdoors if I can
But then the dust comes and spoils my plan
I can’t stop sneezing, my Kleenex
Are in the trash can
They’re wet from nose water and can’t be used more
I have to go find another store
Cause allergies mean ah-ah-choo
And I sneezed on little children
Now I’m shunned like I’m a villain
And my allergies
Should still get all the boos
Stuck in bed while nose is running
Sinuses are su-per stuffy
I still have allergies
And I go ah-ah-ah-ah choo
So much ah-ah choo
Argh this is painful my throat’s swollen, still.
Wish I had germs I could kill
Cause allergies
Means my immune
System’s what the kids call extra
Sneezing’s really got me messed up
Take my allergies
And I’ll feel bad for you
But I’d never share with people
Even if I could, it’s evil
To give you my allergies
And all of these ah-ah-ah ah choos
I hate these allergies
And all these ah ah ah ah choos
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11. |
Pot of Gold
02:32
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Do you want a shoe?
I’ll make you one or two
But first you need to get to me
And that’s tough
I’m someone you’d feel
Is totally not real
Improbable at best
And yet I exist
Sometimes I wish that I was tall
Sometimes I’m scared that I might fall
But then I stop and hold
Coins from my pot o’ gold
My problems are destroyed
Top o’ the world
The place where I live
Is colored ROYGBIV
Not somewhere you’d expect
That I could sit down
And yet it supports
Me and my bright green shorts
So get to climbing
And don’t ever look down
Sometimes it’s nat-u-ral to fear
The rainbow’s gonna disappear
Just ‘cause it’s hard to see
It didn’t cease to be
Don’t think about the void
Go Go Go Go
Get your pot of gold
It’s heavy so hold on
Sometimes I give people false hope
Then I’m like ha ha ha ha nope
You’ve got the ROYG blues
But you can still get shoes
As long as I am paid
A lot of gold
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12. |
Tomb Trap!
02:53
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I picked a pimple, oops
My blood has turned to ooze
I’ll unravel it’s a wrap I’m doomed today
Purchased this place for me
In what they call BC
Now I know I could clear mountains from a plate
What can I eat?
Tomb trap! It makes me depressed!
I hear my gut it’s grumpy and it’s rumbly
Tomb trap! This gold is not food!
I’m hun-gr-y, I’m hun-gr-y
Huge nap! Don’t need so much rest!
The years went on and on and on without me
Huge nap! I wish that there was
Alarms for me, Alarms for me! then
It’s barren and it’s cold
Not messy, guess that’s good
Yeah I’m bitter, who can bandage up my soul?
Who’ll help me find my heart?
I think it’s in a jar
I would find it but my eyes are in a bowl
This really sucks!
Huge nap! Think I need a job
But such a gap between work in my C.V.
Loose flaps also won’t look good
They’ll laugh at me! They’ll laugh at me!
Tomb trap! Outside there’s a mob
I think they think that I’m a rotting zombie
Tomb trap! It’s really not good!
They’re after me! They’re after me!
They left my brain inside my body
The worksmanship was shoddy
If they did not I might be not me
But I am really not sure how all this works
Tomb trap! It makes me depressed!
I hear my gut it’s grumpy and it’s rumbly
Tomb trap! This gold is not food!
I’m hun-gr-y, I’m hun-gr-y
Huge nap! Don’t need so much rest!
The years went on and on and on without me
Huge nap! I wish that there was
Alarms for me, Alarms for me!
Glue wrap! Tends to fall apart
As years go by and same goes for my body
Move fast – I wish that I could
What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me?
Tomb Trap! My crown must by tar-
Nished – king no more, now I am just a mummy
Huge crap – is how I must look
Don’t look at me, don’t look at me now
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13. |
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
02:43
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The plan is I will rule, Hyrule
I’ll bring about eternal night, with magic might
I’m hoping for a broken Link, I’ll make him fight
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
Link’s out there cutting grass, with downward sword
And I am taking steps to be, an overlord
I could do this a dozen times, and not get bored
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
I am evil, ugly inside through and through, even through time
Don’t like people, don’t like most animals too, but I like crime
Used the force, the force is tri
Two thirds of it eluded me, triumph was nigh
So now I’ll use my back-up plan, to rule on high:
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
I’m still scheming, looking to burgle Link’s flute, to no avail
Place is teeming with little monsters and brutes, and they all fail
Rage and hate, and hate and rage
It makes me want to put the world, inside a cage
And here’s my plan to bring about, this brutal age:
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
Bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
Bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
One for all, that one’s not me
I’m only for my personal, supremacy
When I proclaim myself as king, I’m gonna be
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
Not a nice fella
Kidnapping Miss Zelda
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14. |
You're Six Weeks
02:34
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You came out with a scream, and with a stream
Dripping from your green eyes
You're six weeks, you're beautiful, but you cry
You're all red like a beet, ooh what a treat
I keep asking, oh why?
You're six weeks, you're beautiful, but you cry
Going crazy, can't get rest
I wonder what, that's like I forget
I tried to take, you out to shop
You threw a fit, and would not stop
In a matter of weeks, my hair has gone gray
And I know the reason why
You're six weeks, you're beautiful, but you cry
You're a baby, and a pest
I'm going nuts, every night, no rest
I tried to take, you out to shop
You threw a fit, and would not stop
You wake up with a shriek, and don't stop all day
Nowadays time does not fly
You're six weeks, you're beautiful, but you cry
You're six weeks, you're beautiful, but you cry
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15. |
Grizzly Bear
03:48
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I wanna be a grizzly bear, why would I not?
Life is simple, eat and sleep and squat
I’d go north for summer, stay warm with my coat
Bears are so good that they are the GOAT
Oh, half the time I’m eating out
I get fresh fish like pike or trout
Delicious berries in my mouth when claws don’t tear
You all better beware
When I’m a grizzly bear
I would be a bear like Yogi
You could call me OG
Optimal Grizzly
Nobody would diss me
When running uphill human beings won’t catch me
And they will not be complaining when I’m a bit gassy
I’ll scowl at any owl with the gall to sass me
Hoo Hoo is not cool, dude
Cryptic sounds are not classy
I’ll swing at pesky moths just from force of habit
Hitting them with rabbit claws minus the rabbit
And it’s no problem if I cannot be employed
It’s all good if my home woods won’t be destroyed
Yeah, that grammar was wrong but you see
When I am a bear you won’t dare bring that up to me
Oh, half the time I’m eating out
I get fresh fish like pike or trout
Delicious berries in my mouth when claws don’t tear
You all better be scared
When I’m a grizzly bear
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
When I’m a grizzly bear
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I’d show up and scare the heck out of Goldilocks
So much that she soaks her socks
Then run a little just to get fish crates off loading docks
And go ballistic on some punk kids who are throwing rocks
Without getting sweaty like a bunch of football throwing jocks
I would be like Baloo not King Louie
All my possessions would hardly mean a thing to me
My canine teeth would make it clear I’m no cuddly sort
I’d stay away from men with guns since they might hunt for sport
Another thing is no one would mug me
And not only because I won’t have any money
I know I will not be number two
I am the first guy who will be ursine
I want it more than all of you
I wanna be a grizzly bear, why would I not?
Life is simple, eat and sleep and squat
I’d go north for summer, stay warm with my coat
Bears are so good that they are the GOAT
Oh, half the time I’m eating out
I get fresh fish like pike or trout
Delicious berries in my mouth when claws don’t tear
You all better beware
When I’m a grizzly bear
When I’m a grizzly bear
I wanna be a grizzly bear, why would I not...
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