Buckethead - Buckethead's Toy Store lyrics

Buckethead's toy store

"In this poor universe
Of the stellar-galactic
Flying tongues, feeble
Fluorescent fire-flies
A seemingly doomed and dis mal
Future is approaching nearer and
Nearer unless the force of
Cruelty can be conquered
By an influx of fun, designated by a
Monstrous shipment of dolls, robots and toys
Made by Japanese technicians dedicated
To unbelievable, colorful novelty
And delivered exclusively to
Buckethead's Toy Store
A true wonderland of Joy
Even Rude Ralph agrees"

"Hey, do you have any
Of those ultra-gross Buckethead
Zillatron dual doll packs left?"

(Telephone Rings) "Eh eh, Buckethead's
Toy Store oh, dude!
Of course we have wax horse teeth
What kind of operation do you
Think we're running here?!"

"Hey! Get outta my way! I
Gotta getta Buckethead's Toy Store!"

"Wow, this is really neat toy store! Wow "