At Odds With Doctor Genesis
Robert Pollard
still heady giants roamed the land
and feed on chocolate syrup
it's food for the god's
a warning to all pilot's
Jimmy was a fly got sucked in by an actor
and rapped in a cocoon of skintight buffoonery
now here's the plan X2
they're going to spit his body across the land
and he'll wind up in a fallen sand
He even poisoned my suit full of fluid
and thirty seven million barrels of bad oxygen
no stones in the hand no birds in the bush
you've poisoned uncle al by the deadly injection