M.C. Frontalot - Forbidden Planet lyrics

I've seen a monkey trying hard to love a robot, yo But all they ever do is fight to the d**h for your soul They're on a planet that I never meant to visit at all Got a sign on the wall — the decree: you don't go So come on, make your trespa**, get your flesh fast Turned to dust by the d**h rays. These are the best days Of our lives: mad scientists with swirly eyes; People with supernatural powers who live in disguise Who live in the skies, swing between the sky scrapers Capes all-a-drape in the words on the shiny papers That the stapler turned to a booklet, or otherwise perfect bound So when the glue dries in my old age, loose pages all around; Sound of the wind rustling; cowboy zombies ride La**oing up the carrion calves and a skeletal bride I'm telling you I don't study the phrenology no more But I'm astounded by the size of the heads in the store And I score my pull. Full moons and the howls commence; Tear through a stack in a night with little reticence I'm eating venisons in the woods, get an axe to the dome Ken is in pieces behind me — I can still hear him groan I should have known from the warning encoded into the name of the place: Forbidden planet, in impermissible space And on the surface of the planet, insanity abounds Eternal beings shape my sleep and every waking sound That I make is loud. “Shazam!” I'd say, just to startle you (a geek ejaculation in between a wave and a particle) Did a part of you just die just like Clay Loudermilk Shaving information out of a dog without a head? And now the silk Smoking jacket worn by the smartest kid on earth [Back off, nerd! This library's my turf.] ...and give berth To the brick hats from Ignatz that fly in posthumous volumes At once coeval and incompossible: all rooms At all times, silver age and foil covers mingle Something eldritch in the aisle: soul of the man who filched a single Glance at the most forbidden object on the whole orb I hint not at quixotic wandering; take the whole tour Look on the shelf under Rapper next to Elf You'll see a Frontalot one-fold if I have to smuggle it in myself I'm gonna hand-scribble it onto a napkin and then scan it Print a pile of ‘em out, deliver ‘em to the planet I'll acquire a quire and if you don't know what I mean Look it up: it's one twentieth of a ream [Got a song, listen fondly, don't hear a mondegreen] You think you surrender me to the funny animals who inhabit But I camp out in the co*kpit of the crash land cause they're all rabid Don't jinx me now, I'm about to escape from here yet I'm on an island in the vastness of space [facing regret] And I'm stranded alone, in need of some rescue Already ran out of food, masticated my left shoe Built a robot companion — on accident programmed it to feel So when it spared a little monkey from despair, its fate was sealed I've seen a monkey trying hard to love a robot, yo But all they ever do is fight to the d**h for your soul They're on a planet that I never meant to visit at all Got a sign on the wall — the decree: you don't go