[Intro] In a world of fluoride and floss, Got a new diet, I'm my own boss. [Verse 1] Brush twice, then swallow clay, Dental dreams and porcelain ballet. My family's skeptical, they don't wanna play, But I'm sculpting with my insides, in a gourmet way. Chew it up, let it slide, Dental practice by day, hot fire kiln by night. Telling my kin, It's okay, let's be swayed, In our stools, we'll find art, homemade. [Chorus] Eating clay, yeah, it's alright, My stools turn to art, in the morning light. And I think to myself, it's a beautiful sight, In this crazy world, it feels just right. And if you want we can sort it out with a fight. [Verse 2] My family's wary, but I'm on a roll, Creating masterpieces, from bowl to bowl. "Dad's gone mad," they whisper on the night stroll, My ceramic journey is taking their toll. Every meal's an adventure, a story untold, In the bathroom, a gallery, what a sight to behold. Who knew my intestines could create such a beautiful mold? As soon as I clench you can see it unfold. With every flush, my legacy’s gold. [Interlude] [Chorus] Eating clay, yeah, it's alright, My stools turn to art, in the morning light. And I think to myself, it's a beautiful sight, In this crazy world, it feels just right. And if you don't like it we can sort it out with a fight. [Interlude] [Outro] So here’s to the clay, and its transformative bite, In a world of lunatics, now I feel alright...
