Happyland Disco

[Intro]

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[Verse 1: Rob Sonic]

Cut it out, Let him work

A sleepy little order from a sick chauffeur

Easy on the airbrush and print toner

Let the blood drip out of where the windows were

Sent him flowers and of course a vase

Take off the moulding and pour the paste

In the shapes of a halo and sword encased

They don't see the scar tissue that adorns his face

Torch the place when the job is fin

Steel toe Moccasins

Monster trucks and oxygen

In the house, if you asking where The Bronx has been

And it's a certain glow

A wooden leg earned in the service so

Brought to you by viewers with the nervous nose

That ran away to put the ring upon the circus folk

Be a jerk and get beaten up

From years of the heathening and easy love

Pumping gas un an evening tux

I'm on a date in a trailer with the pizza cup

Creepy stuff like The Walking Dead

Beam me up Scotty better call the vet

I let the dogs out in the hall and went

To get them, but there's nothing left but paws and heads

Hear ye self committed

Ghost bunk jump with your Elvis image

Planes, trains, cars in a swell position

Cause you're a customer to me and my name is Del Griffith

Button with a curtain hook

One time only and first afoot

The bill on the block full of furnace soot

See if you teach a man to fish he better learn to cook

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[Verse 2: Rob Sonic]

Like god is your name on a W-2

A lime with a thorn on the tongue of his shoe

A minor with a match and a month in his room

And a hundred dollar bet that he's hustling you

What to do with an hour to dawn

Time card punch with a couch and a yawn

Girl sick spit when she mouthing your moth

Looking at my Gucci is bound to get pawned

On and on to the epicenter

Of this year's number one weapon vendor

Park in the rows with his engine tempered

With bars in his throat like a Pez dispenser

And all my colleague's grip

Coat hang slang with the Poligrip

Billy milk cotton while his Collie sits

Begging for a part and got Dolly's tits

Now when the ship's in shape

Doughnuts gone and the kicks displayed

Shadowbox and the diction crave

I'm on a Land Yacht listening to “Wind Parade”

How much longer 'till the cops can news you

Climbed in the Starbucks talking stupid

One large pot with your stock computer

Cause you hot for the teacher, but she hot for tutor

[Outro]

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