Stumpwork

Come here, you little party hat Let me squeeze you and do your hair Don't go over there Chemical Brothers fatboy Slims Peach nut peach nut I thought I saw a young couple Clinging to a round baby But it was a bundle of trash and food Trash and food doo doo doo doo doo A ceremonial crawl-through Designed to keep toads off the roads Hot head You know you've been written down In the big book And on their bin it said "189 MOTHER" You're just jealous of the star Doo doo doo doo doo crushed Doo doo doo I feel your approach All the hairs on my arm raise up Because you are wearing a fleece That has become electrified Doo doo doo doo doo whatever Woah, just killed a giant wolf! Why are you revving? Are you enjoying yourself? By doing nothing and staring at the wall? Busted what I really love is to not Use something to it's full capacity Not full power half it's potential Medium roman remains I am not in charge of what I do The only thing I could think to ask was "Do you like stumpwork?" Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo