Between Me and You

Between me and you I’ll say there’s

Too many human races

So why don’t we kill ourselves

Go talk to the reporter

I’m sure that we can order

Another bomb straight from hell

Oh and I bet we’re gunna get

Our good shoes wet

When the shit reach back to here

Doesn’t bother me I just love that sound of mmm

Between me and you I’ll say there’s

To many human gays and

So why don’t we kill ourselves

Go talking to the preacher

I’m sure that we can teach her

To think she’s gunna go to hell

Oh and I bet we’re gunna get

Our good hats wet

When the shit reach back to here

Doesn’t bother me I just love that sound of fear

I say hey hey hey put that shit away

I say hey hey hey put that shitty shit away

I say hey hey hey put that shit away

I say hey hey hey hey yah

Between me and you I’ll say there’s

Not much in my brain yeah

My attic got cleaned for sho

Took up all my baggage

Put it in the closet

And then I just shut the door

Oh and I bet I’m gunna get

My good shirt wet

When the shit burst ear to ear

Doesn’t bother me I just love that sound of mmm

Between me and you I’ll say there’s

Not much doin’ downstairs

I need a bunch of pills to chew

Talking to the doctor

Scared me off my rocker

So now I just sit and stew

Oh and I bet I’m gunna get

My trousers wet

When I can’t control my rear

Doesn’t bother me I just love that sound of fear

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Now picture this what you see

Call me Mr. Mystery

Past the moon past the mars

Past the spoon made of stars

From my birth were I been

Watchin’ earth sit and spin

I’m here for a minute

So where to begin

A sense of humor is the greatest religion

It answers none of your questions

But there’s none to be given

And nobody will ever understand Stan

Not even his lover I know he loves her

But its not in the plan

And if they say to save your ruples

Then they want you to die

And if they say to spend em’ all

They want a piece of your pie

And if they tell you who they are

That’s what they want you to think

And if they buy you lots of things

They want a piece of the pink

And if they reminisce about you

Then they must be your friends

And if they all talk shit about you

Then they’re jealous of them

Cuz’ your worth it right

You’re a good person right

Now look at me and fucking learn something

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