(J.N. Fisher)
Best to bust the dust
Of a flour to powder the crust
A grain of sand and a gust of wind
To stir my stomach
And a ground swell to shake
The all that it must take
To break the headache
In my earthquake
Git together yo` shit
Move your ass to a proper toilet
We gonna fuc We gonna phuck
We gonna fuque this shit on up
Git it like it`s posed to be gotten
Hear it like it`s posed to be heard
Shake it loose
Shake it loose holy cow
Sittin silly like a morning roost
Time don`t tell no swells
Cock-A-Doodle-Do duck or git goosed
Cock-A-Doodle-Do duck or git goosed
Sittin it on down
Sit your ass on down
Git together your shit
Move your ass to a proper toilet
It`s the properties of propaganda
When your feet don`t move and you
Don`t know where you standda