Celebration of a massacre. The hocus pocus of a downtown blur.
It’s true, it’s true, it’s true, it’s a very funny day.
Spare ribs and a broken car. Why do I sit upon this star?
It’s true, it’s true, it’s true, it’s a very funny day.
Call me a fuse, I don’t mean to fight.
Bury all the bodies by no moon light.
Hope the bark don’t mean no bite.
You can’t get high without a kite.
Wanna tell the world that one is two.
Nobody can know it’s true.
I hate, I loathe, I despise a very funny day.
Wanna join me on this stage? Have to join me in my rage.
I love, I love, I love a very funny day.
Call me a fuse, I don’t mean to fight.
Bury all the bodies by no moon light.
Hope the bark don’t mean no bite.
You can’t get high without a kite.