They're greasy little freaks who hide pickles
in the sky
Miss Fisher don't think that I'm pretty
But I would stuff a sixty cent nacho
in my book
Lines, lines, intersecting
Oh, lines, lines, lines
Intersecting now with paint
I can't hear when you talk
I got cheese candy
I hate the crazy seagulls we won in those stupid frames
Am I glad I keyed that van
Been dreaming I could strangle you and it felt so wonderful
I kiss down really low
I kicked your monkey then I used your goat
A piggy baby leaving Arizona slipped and fell last night
Stuff is shooting out of this hole
But the genie never got me off
I'm fighting with ninja gloves
Been dreaming I could strangle you and it felt so wonderful
No the genie never dumped her load
I'm body snatching you and then I'ma change your diaper
I kicked your monkey then I used your goat! (Monkey!)
I kicked your monkey then I used your goat (Monkey!)
I used your goat (Monkey!)
I kicked your monkey then I used your goat
I used your goat
Yeah, I used your goat
I used your goat
Monkey
(Monkey!)
Can we be friends
Or will you touch me?