Picture Day
๐ต 1058 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:16 duration
๐ ID: 16892250
๐ Lyrics
Here's a little something for the lost and found
If the mallon ain't on, then we're walking out
What you talking 'bout? You can't be serious
Cause we don't even know what year it is
2000 and 1985, on New Year's Eve or the day we die
In a Ryder truck, with the trailer open
Protocol overall is lederhosen
Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
Soldering an organ from the '70's
Other hand harvesting the organs of my enemies
If in pursuit of feeder fish, he forgo any pleasantries
Bonfires eating into ornamental effigies
At a odd orbit, not a part of the public
Part of a mob forged in worn carnival justice
Trust, that's what a playboy be on
One quarter straight, no save point respawn
Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
Gettin' Ziggy with it
Biting the hand that feeds Lenny and Squiggy with it
Lord of the flies with more eyes on his pinky digit
I am Bobby Freedom, and this is 60 minutes
Tar boil, coil with hood spread
Gargoyle then foil the good bets
Part spoiled and loyally book bed
And char broil the soil with oily footsteps
If the mallon ain't on, then we're walking out
What you talking 'bout? You can't be serious
Cause we don't even know what year it is
2000 and 1985, on New Year's Eve or the day we die
In a Ryder truck, with the trailer open
Protocol overall is lederhosen
Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
Soldering an organ from the '70's
Other hand harvesting the organs of my enemies
If in pursuit of feeder fish, he forgo any pleasantries
Bonfires eating into ornamental effigies
At a odd orbit, not a part of the public
Part of a mob forged in worn carnival justice
Trust, that's what a playboy be on
One quarter straight, no save point respawn
Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
Gettin' Ziggy with it
Biting the hand that feeds Lenny and Squiggy with it
Lord of the flies with more eyes on his pinky digit
I am Bobby Freedom, and this is 60 minutes
Tar boil, coil with hood spread
Gargoyle then foil the good bets
Part spoiled and loyally book bed
And char broil the soil with oily footsteps
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.74] Here's a little something for the lost and found
[00:02.61] If the mallon ain't on, then we're walking out
[00:04.43] What you talking 'bout? You can't be serious
[00:07.16] Cause we don't even know what year it is
[00:08.95] 2000 and 1985, on New Year's Eve or the day we die
[00:13.45] In a Ryder truck, with the trailer open
[00:16.10] Protocol overall is lederhosen
[00:18.86] Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
[00:21.50] Soldering an organ from the '70's
[00:23.49] Other hand harvesting the organs of my enemies
[00:26.16] If in pursuit of feeder fish, he forgo any pleasantries
[00:27.98] Bonfires eating into ornamental effigies
[00:30.67] At a odd orbit, not a part of the public
[00:33.32] Part of a mob forged in worn carnival justice
[00:35.12] Trust, that's what a playboy be on
[00:37.87] One quarter straight, no save point respawn
[00:40.56] Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
[00:43.24] Gettin' Ziggy with it
[00:45.06] Biting the hand that feeds Lenny and Squiggy with it
[00:47.71] Lord of the flies with more eyes on his pinky digit
[00:50.46] I am Bobby Freedom, and this is 60 minutes
[00:52.28] Tar boil, coil with hood spread
[00:54.06] Gargoyle then foil the good bets
[00:57.65] Part spoiled and loyally book bed
[00:59.43] And char broil the soil with oily footsteps
[01:02.24]
[00:02.61] If the mallon ain't on, then we're walking out
[00:04.43] What you talking 'bout? You can't be serious
[00:07.16] Cause we don't even know what year it is
[00:08.95] 2000 and 1985, on New Year's Eve or the day we die
[00:13.45] In a Ryder truck, with the trailer open
[00:16.10] Protocol overall is lederhosen
[00:18.86] Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
[00:21.50] Soldering an organ from the '70's
[00:23.49] Other hand harvesting the organs of my enemies
[00:26.16] If in pursuit of feeder fish, he forgo any pleasantries
[00:27.98] Bonfires eating into ornamental effigies
[00:30.67] At a odd orbit, not a part of the public
[00:33.32] Part of a mob forged in worn carnival justice
[00:35.12] Trust, that's what a playboy be on
[00:37.87] One quarter straight, no save point respawn
[00:40.56] Tell me, tell me, tell me, what you been doing
[00:43.24] Gettin' Ziggy with it
[00:45.06] Biting the hand that feeds Lenny and Squiggy with it
[00:47.71] Lord of the flies with more eyes on his pinky digit
[00:50.46] I am Bobby Freedom, and this is 60 minutes
[00:52.28] Tar boil, coil with hood spread
[00:54.06] Gargoyle then foil the good bets
[00:57.65] Part spoiled and loyally book bed
[00:59.43] And char broil the soil with oily footsteps
[01:02.24]