Get enchiladas Get it down into your tidy hole Everyone is scared of you I don’t even think you have bread anymore Oh how can I hibernate with your electric blanket on Girl you’ve got it going on Girl you got it goin’ Girl you got it goin’ Everyone is an airplane Are you having airport anxiety? Everybody has your little face in the mirror of the airport vanity The airport vanity My mom is a turtle and she don’t know what to do She’s got a little shell and it goes hoo hoo Everyone has artichokes in their heart Every artichoke has a little person for a pet If you thought it was over you were wrong If you thought this was the time you learned And understood something you were also wrong No wise bombs here If you’re trying to get enlightened I suggest going to your hidey hole You’ve got an interesting perspective on World War 7 Hey little DJ I think anyone could do your job Do your job DJs don’t get any more credit than they should DJs don’t get any more credit than they should

Ahhhhhh! Everybody is a triangle’s mother Everybody is a triangle’s mom Are you listening to me? I have an opinion About things I don’t know about It’s me, everyone! I’m Anderson Cooper And I know astrology I have opinions about things I don’t know anything about I have opinions about your feelings Mansplain Everyone has feelings. But do they? Do artichokes have feelings? They have hearts Who knows when artichokes feel? If you’re crying in the rain I can tell you have something you regret, you regret When you’re lonesome look down to your feet And if you see your toes staring back at you You better put some shoes on What is this a barn? Go put on your shoes You’re a laughing disgrace of a person You don’t deserve to have any friends Oh wait, that’s my inner monologue Is it true? Let’s find out I’m the angel of your inner subconscious Stop being an asshole to yourself Stop being an asshole to yourself If you can’t say anything nice Then don’t say anything at all You smelt it you dealt it You felt it I held it Anybody who has opinions is wrong You heard me, your opinions are wrong False, incorrect, unfounded You don’t deserve to have any pleasure Oh wait, that’s my inner monologue again Take that Trudy

Get out of the rain Get out of the garbage disposal I put my fingers in the garbage disposal again Why would I do this to myself? How would I do this to anyone else? When I do this to ya Frankenstein mother in law Frankenstein is my mother in law She comes over and brings coleslaw Frankenstein is my mother in law Yes I know that’s the doctor not the monster, ya’ll Frankenstein is my mother in law She brings old cold cuts any old time She brings ham and lots of salami Even though we told her don’t bring pastrami Frankenstein is my mother in law She gives good gifts at Christmas time But Halloween She dresses up as herself Dresses up as a normal person Puts on a wig and wears a costume Her wig looks surprisingly like A girl I knew in college She said, "See you later" She said, "Alligator" She was trying to fit in with the Normal colloquialisms of the human race, The human race But no one knew she was Frankenstein Dressed up as my friend Tracy It was Halloween in suburban Maryland Who could tell she was a Frankenstein lady Dressed up as her suburban friend? Dressed up as her suburban friend Suburban friend Suburban friend You’ve got a suburban friend You can name her Alabaster You can name her Plaster Anybody knows what she is after She’s gonna sleep with your husband She’s gonna sleep with your son She’s a MILF and you don’t like it But I’m gonna say tough titties Frankenstein is my mother in law Frankenstein is my mother in law

You can be a wrestler You can be human You can be a wrestler You can be a mercenary I’ve got this monkey now You can be a wrestler You can be a messenger You can be an investigator You can be a method actor Don’t get too hungry Go eat cereal Go eat my Cheerios With a banana Ooh I’m in love now Ooh I can lend You anything All night imaginations Ooh I can be it No I can’t be afraid Imagine we scuba dive Swim with fish swim with sharks Down inside the freaky blue Swim with whales sea lions Find a world inside the sea Don’t panic we’ll come back Find our way up to the surface Don’t panic we’ll come back Live inside some newfound purpose I get it, you’re not ready We can wait until it’s perfect Don’t panic we’ll carry Everything that we can hold On these strongman backs Ooh I can be it Ooh we can be anything Ooh we can go without dinner In our imagination

Can we really see Everything that gets me To your Eyes and belly too Everything that gets into my mind It’s a mannequin baby It’s a mannequin heaven doll It’s a mannequin can’t you see? Can you just mention? Practice can’t bring anything You can get out of a dead sleep Gyrate baby Now you can’t imagine anything It’s a mannequin baby It’s a mannequin in your eyes It’s a mannequin How did she get in your head tonight It’s a mannequin sitting in my favorite chair How did she get there? How did she get there? There’s a mannequin making omelets In my hallways How did she get hold of my grandma’s recipe? There’s a mannequin in my bathtub There’s a mannequin in my car Is she my girlfriend? Is she my best friend? There’s a man again in my bed Wait where did I go again? There’s a man again in my chair There’s a man again in my in my Wait, wait he’s got plastic skin

Got a rat in my wallet He has all the things I need to live Got a rat in my wallet He has all the time in the world to live right Got a rat in my wallet He has everything I need And he’s broken And he’s broken Every fight Knows who will die, can’t abide Every night I get inside holy time Every night I burn myself Got a rat in my wallet He has everything I need to understand Got a rat in my wallet He has everything I need All the answers He has all the answers Got a rack for my white dress flowing wild Got me taking the bad examples let me down Gotta find it go to the better place somehow I’m in a world of trouble now Now Diamond makers sit around Never let that needle down

Every day in every way I try to be a better version Of a snowman with no eyes He can’t see what’s coming He takes me by surprise He takes me by surprise Every day in other ways I try to be a snowman on rollerskates I can’t survive the winter Without shoes and without lingering I love you baby You know you Have something in your teeth I get a kick pulling lint off of your sweater I am control freak probably But you like the way I make you my Baby Baby baby baby I am control freak probably But you like the way I make you my Baby Baby baby baby I’m a snowman on two skates You’re a snowman with no fingertips Put gloves on the end of those sticks Because it’s sure getting cold outside Baby it’s getting cold outside

Here comes summer love You’ll take that summer ride Here comes summer love You’ll see the shine inside Here comes a centipede He’s got a lady’s basket He is an allegory Just like an outlaw My love comes in colors sparkly My love my love My love’s got himself My love can’t be noticed Simmering simmering simmering, ahh Bring it back to town get it back again There’s a cattle run creeping close now It’s a camera in a lady’s garden It’s a camera in a lady’s garden It’s samurai season What’s on the television? I don’t know what to watch Unless you’re watching out for me We both are tied to this idea We’ve gotta go before this snowman melts away Each time I pray I can’t afford A trip to the dentist’s office I gotta let her know I gotta let you know I’ve got to let you know It’s a samurai Oooh

Let light out of my face Let light out of my face Get out of the way Get out of my face Let light slip away Let it be erased Help me get away Make me stay and pray There’s nothing in my way I’ll stand her unamazed Get out of the way Get out of my face You’ve always been insane I can’t help but take a taste Watch for the day Don’t be afraid Let light out of my face Let light out of my face

You’ve got this itty bitty mouse friend Your mouse friend is driving a canary like a ship He’s got three cheeses to snack on Three cheeses to whack on And everybody knows it Little mouse friend you are living in my pantry It’s a little freaky always living off me You’ve got a little rat friend He’s dripping in the bathtub again He’s got his little basket What’s he gonna put it in it? What’s he gonna put it in it? Little rats and mice They get down with big guitars Little rats and mice they get and party like Rats and mice party like it’s 1975 Little rats and mice Little rats and mice What do they do in the night? Sticking around like little friends They have all the fun Then the sun comes up again Rats and mice They live their tiny secret lives Rats and mice They live with funny sexy wives Rats and mice Live in their tiny secret lives Rats and mice They live with funny sexy wives What’s a rat gonna put in a basket? Can’t you understand? Just cheese