Foldedbutter Pecan Potatoes Paper Folded Dicks

[Verse 1] Foldedbutter on the counter, pecan potatoes in the pan, Paper folded into shapes I barely understand. Crumple up the midnight, crease it down the side, Everybody's making nonsense, let the weirdness be our guide. [Chorus] Foldedbutter, pecan potatoes, Paper folded, strange creations, Crease it once, crease it twice, Make a shape and call it nice. Foldedbutter! Pecan potatoes! Paper folded! We don't need explanations! [Verse 2] Got a potato wearing spectacles, A pecan doing math, Paper creatures marching sideways Down the kitchen path. Butter melts like moonlight, The whole room starts to sway, Somebody yelled, “WHO FOLDED THAT?” And nobody looked away. [Bridge] Crease! Fold! Flip it over! Pecan soldier, butter rover! Crease! Fold! Don't unfold it! Whatever happens, somebody told it! [Final Chorus] Foldedbutter, pecan potatoes, Paper folded, weird vibrations, Kitchen floor becomes a stage, Every crease unlocks a page. Foldeddolbybutterputshut! Pecan potattooes! Paper folded! Let the nonsense oscillate!