Bored at work, bored at home
âBout to go berserk when I heard the phone
Who could it be? Caller unknown
Still pick it up cuz Iâm all alone
âYo whoâs this?â âCharlie Hughesâ
âRacecar, man, whatâs good witchu?â
âA whole bunch of nothinâ, ainât shit to do
Got a little somethinâ somethinâ so Iâll slide on throughâ
Half an hour later and heâs at my door
Anxious to see what the kid done scored
Got a little weed, but I need some more
Hell, anythingâll do cuz Iâm so damn bored
Now me ân Race stay blown like a song with Psalm
But my face turned stone when he dropped the bomb
Opened my hand and itâs o-o-on
Put a little piece of paper in my open palm
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Drop that, pop the tab
Got a lot of blotter ân a spot to crash
Put it on your tongue ân knock it back
Worlds gone crazy, but ya got to laugh
Caps, rolls, I like those
But a dipped cheerioâll blow your dome
Lucyâs in the sky with a dozen stones
But these ruby slippers wonât get you home
Now Iâm ridinâ my bike like Iâm Albert Hoffman
Been here before, but not too often
The sky turned yellow like a Sony Walkman
âN Racecarâs face started meltinâ off him
Stop ân sit down, better take it easy
Before I go further like my man Ken Kesey
Robots is lurkinâ, man, they think they sneaky
But I ainât worried cuz I got Yoshimi
Dreamy, placid, chasinâ rabbits
Teeny tablets laced with magic
See me plastered, ainât he batshit?
Evening, bastards, take some acid
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Racecar:
Micro-psycho-tabalicious
Nitro-hypo-mad-delicious
Average isnât savage visions
Cabbage damage, habit hittinâ
Ammunition, passionate patches of pastel
Pass me a pair to tackle
Mellow, mean and moody
Got these fellows lean and groovy
Oohy-oohy and a movie
Reachinâ peak again in UV
You see, I see, you see LB
Tune in, turn in, TOUCHDOWN! Tell me
Meltinâ bubblinâ teeth like Chicklets
Three more peaks, this shitâs ridiculous!
Got my vision spinninâ ân it just wonât stop
My brain about to shimmy shimmy coco pop!
Chorus