Josh Mills, You're a goddamn genius and a motherf**ing idiot But I can never stay mad because I'm forever in your stupid debt The top six inventions in the twenty-hundred time I was sad, but now i'm fine fine fine We're not shining up sh**, we're coating it with gold It's only juvenile, twenty seven years old It's a nice new den that we're making a mess in Let's throw away each of the anti-depressants! (Chorus:) It's the mustache, it's the mustache Put it on the T.V screen, it'll make you feel better It's the mustache, it's the mustache Put it on the T.V screen, it'll make you feel better Yeah! I have a piece of Scotch tape and a Sharpie pen I'm drawing on the mustache from end to stupid end With the sticky side down in the middle of the sh** Improving television on the space above the lip (Chorus)