Fishboy - Aye Aye s**a s**a lyrics

aye aye s**a s**a, there goes Christmas I got nothing great but I don't care and when my applesauce begins to k** me shoot the moon until the astronauts die in the carpet fire I've got something in my back pocket and it hurts like pasta makes the cats go crazy turn your fan on shut the windows cause the phone is ringing s**a s**a aye aye