Well you probably thing we're twisted
No no no
Are you properly a**isted?
Yeah yeah yeah
A chemically ingested stump
Tonight's moons have a strong pull on my arm
It's like some kind of a dream
From the brain of an alien being
Diana Ross and a couple supreme
A f**in disco dance machine
Setting off the fire alarm
All the cops they started to swarm
Looky here we don't mean no harm
Tonight's goons have a strong hold on my arm
Are you thoroughly disgusted
Yeah yeah yeah
You're probably well adjusted
No no no
Asymmetrical enlodged throat lump
Tonight's moons have a strong pull on my arm...