Lyrics

Cut your finger off
Pick a pebble up
Your drummy set is blue
And so is me and you, boo
My beard is itchy scratch
It's clogging up the sink
Is we on the brink of a story untold
Never mind, oh the critters they will crawl
Treasure time, go and tell them what you saw
Leaning on the mic
Insulate the fire
With your Michael Jackson shirt
My feet they smell like dirt, oops
A disappearing act
Mr. Danny's back
So decorate your room with flowers in bloom
Never mind, oh the critters they will crawl
Treasure time, hey just have a fuckin' ball
It coulda been a way back home
It shoulda been a way back home
Written by: Eric Duncan Webster, Jeffrey Spencer Stickley, Joseph Walton Hall
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