You Think I Ain't Worth a Dollar But I Feel Like a Millionaire

K-L-O-N Los Angeles
Clone radio we play the songs that sound
More like everyone else than anyone else
Clone
Hey alright, it's Kip Kasper
Clone radio, LA's infinite repeat
How we feelin' out there?
How's your drive time commute?
I need a saga
What's the saga?
It's Songs for the Deaf
You can't even hear it
Dead bull with the life from the low
I'll be massive conquistador
Give me soul and show me the door
Metal heavy, soft at the core
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Pressurize, neutralize
Deep fried, gimme some more
Space trucking, four on the floor
Fortified with the liquor store
This one's down, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Shrunken head I love to adore
B-movie, gimme some gore
Gimme toro, gimme some more
B-movie, gimme some gore
Uh
Yow
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more