Tell you what I spent
If you read the handbook to the Old Testament
If you give me fever of the 500 tent
I will have the key to what you be of the went
After the spicy flint
If we shall, say, jump
To a complicated system inside my bump
I will show you all the junk I keep in my trunk
And pictures of the 10 degrees to which we have sunk
While doing all the krunk
If we shall say please
How many have found the cheeses
And the message from the Jesus
And will never have their knees
And everybody's ever easy
Tell you what the hell is left behind
Eating candy, sucking thumbs
Sun and sandy, bubblegum and lime