Flittin on the breeze
Tasting different scents
And doing as I please
A little summertime shag
To run the boardwalk up in fun
And how are you so sure Sir
That your not the gullible one
I saw the past and the flip
Of gas
That blew up everyone
Sometimes a models trash
Is just having a little fun
Shall I sing a sad song
And wander off from home
And I ain't pulling that pony cart
No matter where I roam
And techno has a tale
Not lost on this here one
A little celebration of elation
Before the darkies comes
