If they ask us what we saw there
We might answer with this tune
Oh so shiny and it jiggled
In the bright light of the moon
Sometimes words don't mean what they say
We demanded all the answers
And will learn them all this way
Back into the front
Flip into the stack
Flippin' all around
Stash it in the sack
Buried in the mix
Mix it in the mash
Pickin' up the stick
Vanish in a flash
Bigger than a bear
Badder than a bat
Hipper what they wear
Radder than a rat
Treasure in the trunk
Treasure in the trash
Measuring the day
s**er s**atash
Dig a hole through all the earth piles
With a soup spoon and the will
Shades of blue in all the fountains
Humming show tunes sitting still
Sometimes words don't sound like they mean
Underneath it there was way more
Than the naked eye could see
Tickle in the nose
bu*ter in the pan
Funny how it goes
Sparkle in the sand
Back under the bad
Broke into the box
Everybody mad
Foxing out the fox
Kick it in the can
Can you really kick
Backside of the hand
Handling the trick
Running with the kids
Running all a muck
Flipping all the lids
'Nother one got stuck
s**atash
Is what they called it
Just before it got its name
s**atash
It all looks different
But it tastes the same
s**atash
Took all the chances
Then it took the blame
s**atash
Did all the work
But got none of the fame