Nuclear Rabbit - A Little Squirrel And His Crack Pipe lyrics

I am a freak who knows absolutely everything. About nothing in particular so I must say that. If you lick a a laos, lumpy hump-hump, sticky perv-perv. Jamma-Jamma, kooky dau kooky dau. Envision a Rabbit a Rabbit with a Habit. Smokin' a crack pipe, would you care to have it. If you don't think so, the rabbit might eat soap. And the jungle pimp who sells that sh** may have to cope. But if he made an offer would you wanna spend time. Running around like a chicken with a bald behind. I wouldn't know so, cause I am not you. So go ahead and soak you fingers in that palm olive. Here comes the green man isn't he the beaver. Wouldn't you wanna be his coffee achiever. Wally is a dope fiend and the beaver he needs his nose cleaned. Wondering why it softens your hands while you do the dishes. Take a good look at my jugular, it is a sh** hole for elephant dungulars. It has the ability to withstand penal irregulars, presumptuous vaginal excretions. And somewhat irrational bu*tjungletirds it drips and secrets an odorous manifestation. Created from an unusual combination of elephant faeces and human excretion. Imagine an implosion from a walking excrement. I am George Zimmer and I guarantee it. If you don't believe me then I will pee on it. Making it smell Metallica hell. Plug your nose and taste the toe jam, it melts in your mouth and not in your hands. Stingy ting and the taste of ear wax. Sniffity-snort-tort-toot the dig 'em smacks. Rao your lips around burbling bu*t bowl. Have some more splat with your fossilized fruit roll. Quirble clapping speaks a glazed retina. You figure what? for some bu*t? well that would be nice. Rub-a-dub-dub in my bath tub. With a rubber ducky's hugs I give him my love. With an upper hand on the job, frustrations soothed. With a soap on a rope I make my moves. Cheep-cheep-cheep, flap-flap-flap. Wiggle-wiggle-wiggle, clap-clap-clap.