I can't get up because if I do I'll just be staring at the floor I'll take a long look around me And forget what I got up for
Breakfast being the only thing that gets me out of bed My stomach screams and to the floor I fall Gluey eyed I stumble through my room and down the hall At least I can scratch my balls
Cocoa Crispies calling Cocoa Crispies calling Cocoa Crispies calling My name and crackling in my head
I think I'll watch some TV Or spin a record instead Cheers Love Connection Or something like the Dating Game
My pipes are getting rusty My brain smells more like cheese My pipes are getting rusty My brain smells more like cheese
Cocoa Crispies calling Cocoa Crispies calling Cocoa Crispies calling My name and crackling in my head
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