[Intro] This stupid lady! Fucking stupid lady! This one's for Grammy [Verse 1: Jackson] Over the wall, boys, infirmary squads are checking the beds For bodies incapable of beating the odds Silly sods they are, I air my views unabridged and direct I'd expect the same from you Who needs the rhythm when your feet got boot rot? The parasite hot off the stress that his words bought All caught up and charting the growth of his wages I've seen sages arise from the viewing of Picture Pages Meaning do what, do this, all natural Double your fun, tactile life, chop the cactus Call it desert wasteland survival practice In fact, us guys, meaning we, are on holiday time Find the humor in that Flew an American eagle through a shit city birdbath Bubble bath! Bubble bath! Hold all calls Let the hot water run 'til it boils your balls I'm a coloring contest champion man Crash and burn with my band in the Astrovan [Interlude] This one's for Grammy [Chorus] I like candy bars and baseball cards and superstars Grace Jones and a pack of Twix, and a pack of Donruss '86 I like candy bars and He-Man and motor cars Skeletor and a Milky Way and a ragtop hotrod Chevrolet [Verse 2: Jackson] Presenting the wicked with a visit from me Hooking the ninth wave Will this bring a deep grave or accolades? We picked up where the California Raisins left off Stick up for the background guys and get scoffed at Troublemakers trying to slight us Gonna give me a double eyepatch and tinnitus Invite us to your party, we'll fill the punchbowl With some Circus Peanuts and assorted flavors of Skoal Play the role of the unemployed Minotaur wrangler Entangled in anger management books So as the world goes tits-up, my cheese fries cook Please guys, I've got "Spies Like Us" playing on full blast I still cannot hear what they're saying I converted my savings to Chuck E Cheese tokens Did a super jump kick and my legs are now broken [Chorus] I like candy bars and baseball cards and superstars Grace Jones and a pack of Twix, and a pack of Donruss '86 I like candy bars and He-Man and motor cars Skeletor and a Milky Way and a ragtop hotrod Chevrolet I like candy bars and baseball cards and superstars Grace Jones and a pack of Twix, and a pack of Donruss '86 I like candy bars and He-Man and motor cars Skeletor and a Milky Way and a ragtop hotrod Chevrolet
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