[Introduction] Be cool little bird man, be cool Because you can't touch your face with your hands Be cool little bird man, be cool Because you can't touch your face with your hands The sky is a [bird?] and the Earth is a war field The sky is a [bird?] and the Earth is a war field (Sedge Warbler)
[Verse 1: Disco Izrael] [???] blow up in your face Now that's the power of my super-weapon Ever wonder how the planet got [???] People getting scared always preparing for a bigger bomb BLOAW!
Nevermind our secret conversations While we suckers in the shadows make you taste [???] Matter ridiculous, feeling kinda lonely Got a pocket full of [???] and a brain full of [???]
Peanut-butter [???] cutting [???], with my wrist-cutter Ask for a kiss, you got fat bitch tits Throw it in the ocean let the bubbles [blew?] [???] Ultimate [???], like your mother [???]
A useless [???] with no limbs and a bubble-hole "Trouble in the sky," said a bird with the microphone [Blasted?] bionics, get dragged in the synthesis Next cyborg, that shit's probably what the difference is
[Chrous] Everybody get down like it's super-thug Tuesday [???] makes the bass, [the disco brings the Kool-Aid?] You say, I say You say, I say You say, I say You saaay X2
(Everrrrybodddyyy)
[Verse 2: Disco Izrael] Bitches with ya' pussies, pussy, pussy, pussy Bitches with ya' pussy, pussies in the aiiir B-b-b-bitches with ya' pussy, pussy It's like, it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like
It's like a [psycho-wave?] is coming from ya' microwave And all those boys rollin' crazy tryna' take your life away [DANK?], disco, [???] face supervillain spitting in your tip cup Knocking out your [???]
Thug sex, properly prophetic manic powerleptic Appetize, synthesize, you bitches on some [sex?] shit I'm [plastic?], living in a world made of [aspic?] Fantastic is the kids with the mad shit
[Chrous] Everybody get down like it's super-thug Tuesday [???] makes the bass, [the disco brings the Kool-Aid?] You say, I say You say, I say You say, I say You saaay X2