Lyrics:

Lizzie says When the smoke is Dotting the sky with white It’s time to stop looking back You were there You know who set the fire And now you find yourself Staring at flowers

I am not referring to A smoking pope who’s also white Not like he’s attractive He’s an old man with a robe I’m not into that are you I guess it’s okay if you are But what I meant was A statement about the smoke

White token smoke Smoking hot from Chicago Your house is done burning White smokin’ pope

Lyrics: Porous Doris, the absorber of sound When you’re getting your jam on you don’t Want her around She’s cramping your style and she’ll ruin your luck She doesn’t mean to but she can’t help to suck

If you play music then you should know Only bring your solid friends with you to shows But if you’re recording she’s the lady for you She will preserve you from the stomps of shoes

Come on Doris Stand over there You’re a nice girl Watch from the stair

Lyrics:

Gene Wilder’s smiling

I feel scared

Smiling eyes brightly like

Butterflies

They know my address

It’s autofilled

Defeating me easily

Like they say they will

Minding my own business

Having a snack

Out of the wiring

A meme attack

Nobody considered

How the robots fight back

No real weapon

But a meme attack

44 chuckies stare at me at night

I bought them with my mom’s phone

Lit with inside light

Hacked to death by

Wandering eye

Find myself consumed by flames

This is fine

Minding my own business

Having a snack

Out of the wiring

A meme attack

Nobody considered

How the robots fight back

No real weapon

But a meme attack

I was never afraid of the dark

Sweating as I was in a well-lit room

Even the shadows were arranged

Strategically

To guarantee

your victory

Swallow up the darkness

a million midnights less

stars are ever blinking

You can blink right back

Swallow up the darkness

a million midnights less

Stars are ever blinking

No one changed their batteries

You have

to believe

Consensus means

Everything

I’m perpetually

starving

Lyrics:

Stand up if you’re wearing boots

(It is a group that exists all to itself )

Stand up if you’re wearing shoes

( Also a group that keeps to itself) We can’t stand for both these things

They can’t fit together

What are you even trying to say

My friends and I weren’t born

Yesterday

You may think I’m

Malleable

( It is a group that exists all to itself)

But there are well established

Facts

( Also a group that keeps to itself)

We can’t stand for both these things

They can’t fit together

What are you even trying to say

My friends and I weren’t born

Yesterday

Lyrics:

Boat oars draw

water for Fish crawl

I’ve got my eye on the

Ocean horizon

I got

Swallowed by a whale

Said to myself

This is the end

Inflatable

On the ocean

Amazing endurance

In plastic

I serve the krill

In for the thrill

Fresh fish

Fresh kill

First I saw

Blue and black

Then I felt

A touch of damp

I’m all in now

Stern and bow

Goodbye sun

I’m so done

Inflatable

On the ocean

Amazing endurance

In plastic

I serve the krill

In for the thrill

Fresh fish

Fresh kill

Was it a whale

Or was it a wormhole

I’m still sitting up

Inside my boat

Still knitting needles

Still rocking my chair

Do I look back

Do I dare

Lyrics:

My friends

Are black and golden

They pave

The way with pollen

Bring the good news

I’ll bring something too

I’m your emissary

I tell you the stories

Once it gets to going

New ideas start floating

Make the best of right now

Brace ourselves for flooding

Take the path of righteousness

Only twenty years left