Where There's a Will, There's a Whalebone

the morning i set sail on a whalbone
the gale force winds made the sky grow
and i was far out in the ocean
when i cut the roof of my mouth on the potion
down down down went the femur
i let my backbone slide into the ether
laying low in a tropical hideout
if anyone finds out; I'll turn their lights out
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busdriver: frame our press show with a whale sternum and a dolphin femur, band breathed lab tech with a solvent in a beaker, well in boom mics and moonlight as a coffin cleaner then poolside I food fight with Hollywood anorexics I'm in a crew of pallbearers and ambidextrous football players we got pool hall flair, remove all layers of industry pretension and augmented physical attributres
Because I'm blanketed in nude doll hair
But with these styles we're shrewd on-air
So we’ve been annexed to an annexed isle
By the radio programmer, half-man reptile
That church of satin bible study tutor choirboy
Prefers the works the tire uninspired and coy
But uhh Driver’s ploy is to show a lot of follow through
Wearing a monocle coming out a fiery void
Collecting style in rental late fees
They never return it after the test drive
Infatuated by a robot’s breast size
We ain’t entertained by balloon animals
Marooned on our tropical safe haven
Everyday is a paid vacation
in the evening I arrived on a wishbone
so I wished all the stars would go home
but one was a dog with it's tail drawn
it wagged as it shed, now it's long gone
I remember the flavour
but I made a choice to stay here
laying low in a tropical hide-out
if anyone finds out, I'll turn their lights out