(Guest vocals by Kyle N of The Halloweekend)
(Lyrics generated by what-would-i-say.com)
Hey everybody, let's go out across my hair
And I better walk over a little cup
Mailbox crushed into MS Paint
A lot of people don't even sure
I have to be important
My foot scrapes the shingles and hopefully all of his face
I have a ride through the washing machine to finally kill it
Not death kwon do technique pelvic thrust
I don't wanna learn and be free!
You will all be catching other people's ears
We have one recording
But it's the new song, and we're hungry
He was out of his face, he was out of his face
(Music from 1:12 to 1:48 composed by Anti-PizzaBoy)
Anti-Pizza Boy, and my boy Kyle
And also with the Unicorn Hole
The bad boys are underfoot
Strike and save the world!
Everyone can live in peaceful
Each and all boy and girl
But then real gifts are everywhere
Friends made on a shortcut path
Feels good man, Hydreigon one shot
All my question at New Track
A plastic shark, about two feet long
And only two horses from farm B
Some sort of rock / progressive /
Jackie Brown horse
(Outro breakcore drums also composed by Anti-PizzaBoy)