listless urine art bleats

Let's Pretend to be Beavers and Build Dams

That's grapes, it farts with a milkshake, bards and steaks, an arrow pain -
Lenny boos a panty raid.  I am hurried, OK, listen to your shelves burn -
wood slivers brown seeds, don't whittle your brown seeds.  Throw it up ralph ralph,
who's there, grapes no, drapes no.  Latter Day Saints who fear awful lights,
dune lights.  Tire in a dryer, exterminate the severed heads in a parking lot so
dire and a wombat fight.  Elf hair, was no chumming in a slurry with the Murrays
weaving goose down pillows.  Ream by ream supporters waffled, clumps of toothy
cops.  Like on that shallow plain!  Whatever.  Uh oh, overkill, pop your zits,
commie gropes, and hair dos.  Shave your legs, sever your shaft.  Wood brews its
own mead, listless urine art bleats.  Tinfoil me with the rupture and the
revving tent in the night - ah-ight.  You vitrified, pistol whipped, Shazam, Spam, Orange
Jell-O, translucent pretty food.

Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams.
Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams.
Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams and I got mine.

Sex on a dock - fishy odor.  Don't be distraught in orange glower.  Hash and ferns,
Jesus, glisten like an elf, child.  Pluck him in unicorns and bra snapping,
flood insurance.  Anti-aging cream cake.  Anti-aging Cincinnati.  Flights and handles,
slight emotive.  Stoop drown, stoop drown. Catch a bulrush, hush hush.  Oy vey,
you mean no beer - clown's here.  Rent a game and share Claire!  A peppermint,
a peppermint, a peppermint of eyes.  Awful me some lotions, awful me aloe vera,
and I deplane.

Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams.
Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams.
Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams and I got mine.

Sister Sledge trapped in a nice continental breakfast ride.  Mount St. Helens.
Christian Slater.  Ronald Reagan, Danny Partridge and Conrad Baines.
Bison privy, clam chowder, Jell-O bags, kapow!  You sympathetic, patronizing,
Spam, but knock, OK?  OK.

Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams.
Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams.
Let's pretend to be beavers and build dams and I got mine...mine...

(adapted from "It's the End of the World As We Know It," with apologies to REM)