Psychostick - We Ran Out of CD Space lyrics
[Psychostick - We Ran Out of CD Space lyrics]
Made of glazed doughnuts?
You would be like "Man, that's fuckin' sweet
I can't believe the world
Is made of doughnuts"
What if your hands were made of Hot Pockets?
You would be the first one to be eaten
In survival situations
What if your thumb roared like a dinosaur?
What if you peed out of your nose?
What if your face was shaped like Mexico?
Or trapezoids? Or Texas and Hawaii?
What if the world was made of other worlds
Combined into a world just like
The world you started with?
What if another world then ate the
World made out of doughnuts
Making all the doughnut people pissed?
What if your face was made of bumblebees?
You would be like "Dude, this really sucks
I do not want a face made out of bumblebees"
What if your dad was made of rainbows?
You would be like "OMG that's lame
I want a dad made out of Ninja Robots"
What if your pool was filled with applesauce?
What if a hotdog was your tongue?
What if your mouth was
Filled with broken glass?
And fire ants? And three-meat jambalaya?
What if you tried to build
A spaceship with a cannon
That shoots crocodiles at everyone you hate?
And what if those crocodiles could
Shoot heat-seeking killer bees
Ensuring that there would be no escape?
What if your room was filled with
Lots and lots of puppy dogs?
You would be like "Awww, look at the puppy
Dog wahh, come here, come here, Awww
Whatch'ya doin
Little guy? Whatch'ya doin? Who's
The puppy dog, you're
The puppy dog, he's a puppy dog
The puppy doggies!"
Where do the squirrels go during hurricanes?
What if your butt was on your chest?
What if guitars could squirt out sour cream?
And nacho cheese? And pure sulfuric acid?
What if the world was made of other