Colossal Jones
[Verse 1, Lee Scott]
Mountains cry as I'm bouncing by
I tip-toe and slap your star sign out the sky
Extinguishing the sun with a finger and a thumb
Cut the Earth open like a coconut
And fill the shit with rum
A rain drop in the ocean of Ganymede
Oh, the joy
I make Odin trade his gallant steed
For a My Little Pony toy
Then break it
In front of his face
And leave his soul destroyed
When I throw the broken pieces over Sid's fence
Top 5, dead or alive
Confuse your sixth sense
I slur me words
Slurp me booze and curse
Do me worst and create the perfect universe
Medusa's pupils burst when I strike a pose
I throw a towel over the flat Earth to iron clothes
Flip the sign to 'Closed' it's time to go
The only thing I like about people is the silent 'O'
Everything is just something that's nice to know
Compared to me the speed of light is slow
And I'm dense
Create a new lake dribbling spit
Sit on a see-saw and lift Lord Nibbler's shit
Unicron with megadruple XL Gucci on
Going places with cruise ship anchor ropes for laces
Win the global tech race with an Elysium leg brace
An infinite galaxy's in me head space
[Verse 2, Jam Baxter]
Your strip of dense forestry's my sprig of fresh broccoli
All these bitches feel my shivers tectonically
I became everyone, consume the whole room
And played every single human in a film that ends horribly
So, picture me rolling
You better be a thousand feet tall with green skin if you're trolling
Squeeze a star in my hand and huff the gas
While these speckled pink planets in my drink are dissolving
I ride [megaton rails?] in a rocking chair
Sudden [fatal?] avalanche falling from my nostril hair
I creep the city out with a solemn stare
Every cough is gale force, a sudden rush of rotten air
Take a pitching wedge to the golden sun, hole in one
Popping planets with a swollen thumb
They try send for the High exalted One
It takes more than a stretch of marble pillars to hold my tongue
Red carpet for these ants, now
Build a statue in my image
Wake up, turn the sun to full blast
Then I brush a dust mite from my skin and it eats a village
You can still see it snaking in the long grass
Cut and paste my face into the montage
Melt a couple glaciers for a hot bath
And spot illegal whaling operations in my shot glass
