Lyrics
Try to take 'em and make them sing along
And while you grab 'em, make them feel at home
You're probably keeping a pocket full of change
The coins are flipping, no decisions made
It makes you horny, their widely open throats
Waiting to be fed with whatever you may serve
But with me, it's so hard to be
Nothing hits you better than a cold, cold shaking ground
Whacky me, get you wide awake, wake, wake now
You try to tame them and make them all yours
But now their stomach is craving for some more
Your body's sucked in this bottomless hole
The beast is sated, but not for very long
The beast is sated
Will we waste away?
Nothing gives you color when it won't start fading now
Green screen, great letter, white, white, white noise
With me, so hard to be
Nothing hits you better than a cold, cold shaking ground
Whacky me, get you wide awake, wake, wake now