get my bleeding eyeballs off the ground
quit showing me geography sketches!
i'll bounce to plane to plane, but my geology's the same
i'll look from right to left, but my direction's not to blame
hike down the alley, "yus it is me"
mike o'malley, guts it is he
the gladiators are stealing my device
but damn, i'm feeling mighty nice
maybe i'll trick you - into stealing my 747
maybe i'll just - look down the barrel to fast
and leave you before it comes to pass
and take you before it goes to fast
maybe i'll finally try your hamburger helper
(or destroy your sweater)
mathematics don't mean much
i locked that book in my attic
acrobatics might lean much
mr. spock's hat cookin' my static
wat was that all about?!!!