Alligator

Am
Orchestrated chamber pots
Soap dish shaped like an alligator
Em
Tit for tat you nail my twat
Pitter pat to the smell ya later
Am
For a lack of evidently skater 
chaser tater tot
Em
Mail the rebate in then wait
But for how long?
I forgot
Am
24 or 25 or 26 man I don't know
Em
Either way an alligator helped me to
 feel less alone
Am
Through sophomoric awkwardness
Broken Mirror
Damaged Goods
Em
The eternal question's "Would I?"
Would I?
Oh fuck yea I would
Am
Woulda coulda shoulda done it
Almost did but was too scared
Em
Critically conditioning the tits and
 ass and hips and hair
Am
Piece together rooty tooty cuties 
poo the tiny one
Em
Inner baggage carry's on external 
manifestation
Am
All your friends are drinking beer
All your friends are making out
Em
All your friends are smoking shit, 
and fingering, and going down
Continúa después del anuncio
Am
T-shirt says "I'm High on Life"
Climb and climb the tallest tree
Em
Christopher and Sir Topham Hatt help
 you conduct your symphony
Am
For sympathetic chocodiles and 
empathetic Fudgy whales
Em
Genetically telepathic Reading 
Rainbow nerf ball for sale
Am
Change your shoes and pick a lane
Take aim with three in the holes
Em
Spare the line on the approach
Last chair wins the tidy bowl

[Aesop Rock]
Am
The tuning in of Tokyo in lien of 
Basic Channeling
Em
Had students of the Bosom study 
woman through the scrambling
Am
1980 cable box
A gateway drug for horny lads
Em
Who later found the joy of sex and 
hidden stash of porno mags
Am
Holy god damn fucking shit
Massive hooters everywhere
Em
Pointing toward celestial defenders 
of the atmosphere
Am
So many vagina types
This one is naked lamb
Em
This one is a violent slice
This one is like raver pants
Am
Someone that you know is hiding 
hustlers in the local woods
Em
Inside there is something that will 
alter how you know this world
Am
You may want to fuck some tits
You may want to hide your face
Em
You will always find some time to 
fuck your fucking time away
Am
We had found a mystery VHS tape in a
 secret drawer
Em
When our parents left for work we 
fed it to the VCR
Am
Specimens of hair and sweat intended
 for a private eye
Em
Humping like a pair of dogs
Showcasing a primal drive
Am
Nothing seemed the same again
Judgement is a petty joke
Em
Nobody can say a word
They worship the same centerfold
Am
Aliens of horrid Mars
Seeking life on boring Earth
Em
Dropping quarters on the floor
Peaking up the shortest skirts

Am
Em
Repeat to the end.