Cosmic Leather Mess (Written by Beck Hansen) (Verse 1) She’s got a tongue stretchin’ three feet to the void, A galaxy hummin’ where her sanity’s destroyed, Eyes like black holes, lips gettin’ sucked to the rim, Ronald McDonald’s ridin’ out on a cosmic whim! (Chorus) Cosmic leather mess, a freaky constellation, Snake fries to a tongue, battlestars on vacation, Gumby’s skeleton sway, huggin’ her skull’s parade, This lo-fi universe, where the weirdness gets played! (Ya-hey, ya-hey) Cosmic leather mess, spin that dial to the strange, (Ya-hey, ya-hey) Backhand groove in a galaxy deranged! (Verse 2) Ten feet of serpent, slitherin’ through the haze, Salamander’s deep-fried, cookin’ in cosmic rays, Battlestar Galactica jets from her jukebox jaw, Claymation chaos, breakin’ every natural law! (Chorus) Cosmic leather mess, a freaky constellation, Snake fries to a tongue, battlestars on vacation, Gumby’s skeleton sway, huggin’ her skull’s parade, This lo-fi universe, where the weirdness gets played! (Ya-hey, ya-hey) Cosmic leather mess, spin that dial to the strange, (Ya-hey, ya-hey) Backhand groove in a galaxy deranged! (Bridge) Eyes bulge with nada, a void with a grin so wide, Tiny Ronald’s dancin’ on her starry backside, Leather mess twistin’, a psychedelic heap, Skeleton Gumby’s rattlin’ to this offbeat beat! (Chorus) Cosmic leather mess, a freaky constellation, Snake fries to a tongue, battlestars on vacation, Gumby’s skeleton sway, huggin’ her skull’s parade, This lo-fi universe, where the weirdness gets played! (Ya-hey, ya-hey) Cosmic leather mess, spin that dial to the strange, (Ya-hey, ya-hey) Backhand groove in a galaxy deranged! (Outro) So crank the amp, let the oddball confess, In this cosmic leather mess, we’re a thrift-store distress, (Ya-hey, ya-hey) Fade with a laugh, through the static and jest, (Ya-hey, ya-hey) In this cosmic leather mess!
