He’s older than most of them come, but strongly on, my boy Still all but one of my sons The cone And the kite And the aught, or the what My hooks on dollars And eyes on the collars No lipstick so far, no song often sung I bought her a songbird I bought her a birdsong. Watch and learn We’re all at the funeral parlor We’re all at the Car wash Hot and subtle Sticky, suddenly The world got lonely Suddenly forgot, We’re still one of five One of five Suddenly forgot We’re all dollar signs! Dollar signs Give me a dollop, a dollop of love Give ma a green eye, a blonde And a hot corpsecorporal undergarments tTen thousand signed under us My bill fronts for much further Fuhrer {Enter The Multiverse}[The Festival Project™]THE FESTIVAL PROJECT COPYRIGHT 2015-2015ALL RIGHTS RESERVED-JK.