This one's for Jimmy
And two more for me
As I have never danced
With Done-enough Nuns
Real people don't think
I think we don't speak
Doorstopper, limp feet
Did he hear her fleeing
Tried to leave
The Revolution
Jaw-dropper can't chew
Baker likes windows
Bathtub and stew
You ate too much candy
A voice so sweet
Dahlia dared me
To go find a tree
Comeback to a wipeout
Of all memory
Catching a bad dream
Running from jolly
Error, I don't feel that
Error, can't compute
DNA, cruel fruit
Hereditary
But it's up to you
I met a nice psycho
They paid for your food
Nora cleared two bowls
Mull dropped in from the cross
Couldn't fist bump Silva
We self-cast Orange County
And Juno with people
From the eighties
Funny how? Ha-ha
Clown-funny how
Move your feet
Or better not move
Listen to Junk then
Man We Was Lonely
Here for the snack bar
Rest in peace, dude