Your Favorite Martian, Red Kelly, Wax - Orphan Tears Pt. 2 lyrics

‎‎‎‏‏‎And we're back, back to the disco
Back to the music
Back to the flashing lights! (We're here)
Went straight to the bar like
"Ayy, let me get a round
Of Orphan Tears on ice!"
I only took one sip, and it's kickin' in
I said, "Hey, Wax, can you help me?" (Nah)
"It's kinda funny everybody calls you Wax
'Cause everything is melting"
My left hand turned to Scooby-Doo (Zoinks)
I got chased around by a Gucci shoe!
I heard an explosion behind me
I didn't look back
Like the people in the movies do!
I saw a gang of tiny He-Men
I prayed to Morgan Freeman
It's snowin', now I'm glowin'
Orphan Tears, man, I must be dreamin'

Little, children near and far
Don't know where your parents are
Cry, directly in this jar!
I will drink it at the bar, cool
Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on
Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears!
Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on
Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears

One shot, two shot, three shots, four of 'em
Into my body go the tears of an orphan
My brain releases endorphins!
Look around, and everything started morphin'!
What I thought was a cocktail waitress
Became a yellow aardvark with braces (Hi)
We followed her into a far away place
In which it was dark and
There were dozens of cages
Little cartoon pigs inside 'em
I was laughin', takin' pictures by 'em
Look closer, the pigs were cryin'?
What in God's name is this signifyin'?
In a daze, all of us were lost
Hours passed and the drugs wore off
Wait, we're in a warehouse building
Those aren't pigs
Those are actually little children?

Little children near and far
Don't know where your parents are
Cry directly in this jar
I will drink it at the bar, cool
Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on
Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sip-sippin' on Orphan Tears
Sip-sippin' on, sip-sip-sippin' on
Er-ey-er-ey, sippin' on Orphan Tears

We had found a bunch of
Kids workin' in a sweatshop
And they would cry into mason
Jars and bottle it up
We gotta help 'em out of here
I'm not an engineer
But, I think these Orphan Tears are
Made from actual orphan's tears!
Suddenly Bill Cosby appeared in the
Doorway right behind me (Hello)
He was ten feet tall in a top hat
Ready to fight me in his whitey-tighties!
Pretty sure Bill's in charge of the place
'Cause he swolled up
Lookin' like a grizzly bear
That bloodsucker looked us dead in the face
"These children aren't going anywhere!"
(Rahh)