Once a tin can.
The Goat shat out,
was a Ford Sedan.
Like an eyeball.
Like a square cut.
Like a funny car.
Like a monster truck.
Call up bop and I'm bunting stomach,
Koko mop I chop chunking plummet,
Thud on top, I ate the crocodile.
And ever since then, I got disseminated,
The Jupiter Moon, I got disseminated,
The Average Man, I got disseminated,
It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
At the wrong prom.
Serves a beat down,
On a tom tom.
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"Disseminated" as written by Michael Doughty Mark Degliantoni
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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