[Verse]
Yo yo yo
I pissed in the park to find the direction of the wind
It was EAST
caelix is the definition of some yeast
Got some food stuck in between my teeth
I pick it out with a tooth pick
That's what I call the harvest season
You can find me not within Cubase or Reason
Please do not speak against me; treason
Wait, uh
My bad I didn't mean to dilly dally
Sometimes I think about starting ballet
It really does sound right up my alley
Look at the colour of my microphone
Perhaps it is silver or grey
I stay in the middle of the field like a midfielder
My vocals so electric, I call them an eel, duh
I pissed in the park to find the direction of the wind
It was EAST
[Outro]
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