Stumpwork

Come here, you little party hat
Let me squeeze you and do your hair
Don't go over there
Chemical Brothers fatboy Slims
Peach nut peach nut
I thought I saw a young couple
Clinging to a round baby
But it was a bundle of trash and food
Trash and food doo doo doo doo doo
A ceremonial crawl-through
Designed to keep toads off the roads
Hot head
You know you've been written down
In the big book
And on their bin it said "189 MOTHER"
You're just jealous of the star
Doo doo doo doo doo crushed
Doo doo doo
I feel your approach
All the hairs on my arm raise up
Because you are wearing a fleece
That has become electrified
Doo doo doo doo doo whatever
Woah, just killed a giant wolf!
Why are you revving?
Are you enjoying yourself?
By doing nothing and staring at the wall?
Busted what I really love is to not
Use something to it's full capacity
Not full power half it's potential
Medium roman remains
I am not in charge of what I do
The only thing I could think to ask was
"Do you like stumpwork?"
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo