[Instrumental Intro: Hollow, fragile, whispering acoustic strings] [Verse: Painfully slow, weeping melody, chords ringing out in complete isolation] [Reverb-drenched introspective vocals] Leavin' the past behind/—my wild-mind's going world-wide. Its gettin hot: ...Oops... my bad.../...not really though... O. O. O./—Let's go! [VERSE] I was'a recluse,/now I'm out an' about, y'a,I'm on the loose Time 2 reproduce/knock-up the world again— It's what I do Man-scape my junk yeah,then I'm cummin' fer you. I'ma globe-trotter,bad mother-fucker. my rizz so fresh it hurts/I'm rockin' only'a shirt. Like I'm Winnie the poo,it's nothin' new/ain’t gotta ego 2 bruise Can't fuck up my game, I never lose. An' that's the truth. I knew ya heard it on the news... My dick's named Noah's Arc/yea,these ladies b ridin in twos/bouncin' up'n down/like kangaroos. Until I flood the room. ...uh,yea I told ya: —I'm a pretty cool dude. [Chorus] I'm freezin' ladies with my cold heart made of stone. Got bitches shaking/o,yea, I got 'em all chilled to the bone. We bumpin' till the sun comes up. Love can be so fun, and when enough is enough (i just pull the plug) [VERSE] These are the best of days But the nights is better. I work in mysterious ways—it get's 'em wetter. No fuckin' shame/I re-defined hardcore. I slapped the living shit outta yer good lord. [VERSE] I'm hittin' on my/visits to the Philippines/money-long,I'm chuckie cheese./My ride's a G-6/flyin' high/from L.A 2 Brazil/I'ma party hard messiah and I've yet to have my fill When I touch down/I hit the ground/time 4 another round, let's get out an' get loud/Got vibes to burn ya down/and'a sound 2 wreck yer town..... then I'm back up in the clouds/....I'm never cummin' down/left yer girl in the lost an' found/after I filled her mouth. [Bridge: Dynamic shift, strings plucked with aggressive, agonizing intensity, raw fret noise] Don't ask me why I'm lewd/That's when I'll get truly rude/make ya kiss the back'a my nut-sack/that's when ya know yer screwed Better offer up devotion then quit. I drank a lot, I love to live my life like this/ —Then she got my pants unzipped: .....I approve this move! It just feels right. She got fuckin' on her mind/as my dong dangles in the moonlight... She fellates with heart'n soul/and Amazonian strength!/ O, she working wild/with really nothin' to gain Fuck/she's a real angel, 4 sure, So pleasin' fer me 2 meet her/ I returned her love with'a money-shot bust/my dude-juice blankets her face/then I hit the road....before I catch her name... "...uh/ yer god-damn right..." [FINAL Chorus] I'm freezin' ladies with my cold heart made of stone. Got bitches shaking/o,yea, I got 'em all chilled to the bone. We bumpin' till the sun comes up. Love can be so fun, and when enough is enough (i just pull the plug) ........Uhh...Fuck: [Climax: A crescendo of overwhelming sorrow, notes sustaining into infinity] Freezin' ladies with my cold heart made of stone. Got bitches shaking/o,yea. I got 'em all chilled to the bone. We bumpin' till the sun comes up. Love can be so fun, and when enough is enough (i just pull the plug) [Outro: The melody completely falls apart, slow fading notes decaying into a cold, empty silence] Sorry for the party... Sorry I was funny... Sorry for my bustin'... (OH!) (...yeah-fuckin'-right(...right) mmmm-ooooo-ooo...: —I'm sorry for nothin'(...nothin') ("....yeaah/O!:) [FINALE] —I am sorry... for nothin'(...nothin')(...nothin') [END]
