do you like how i dance? i got zirconium pants

(consequential enough to slip you into a trance)

do you like how i walk? do you like how i talk?

do you like how my face dISinTEGRATES iNTO CHALK

i have a wounderful wife, i have a powerful job

she criticizes me for being egocentric

you practice your mannerisms into the wall

if this mirror were clearer id be standing so tall

i saw you slobber over clovers on the side of the hill

i was observing the birds

(circle in for the kill)

ive been you, i know you

your façade is a scam

you know youre making me cry, this is the way that i am

i've been living a lie

a metamorphical scheme

detective undercover, brotherhood objective, obscene

oh, no, no, oh, yeah