[Intro] Yo, check the fridge, it just filed taxes My left sock filed for peace in Kansas The microwave started a jazz band I paid rent to a talking houseplant [Verse 1] Banana in a trench coat running late for court The judge was a pigeon with a Bluetooth report My shadow sued me for overtime pay The toaster confessed it voted yesterday Gravity called in sick, so I floated to the store Bought three clouds and a squeaky dinosaur The cashier was a lamp named Greg He charged me in riddles and a hard-boiled egg [Chorus] Nonsense protocol, don’t make it make sense If the lyrics line up, that’s an accident Waffles in the bathtub, secrets in the soup The moon just DMed me: “bro, you loop?” Nonsense protocol, volume to the max My GPS is arguing with a fax [Verse 2] I taught a traffic cone to play the flute It dropped an album called Concrete Pursuit My reflection blinked first, I lost the stare Now it lives upstairs and charges me fare A rubber duck declared martial law The bathtub navy sank in the hall I negotiated peace with a bag of chips They wanted salt, I offered eclipse [Bridge] Stop trying to understand it That’s the whole brand, kid If you find the meaning, refund the beat This song’s allergic to complete [Chorus] Nonsense protocol, don’t make it make sense If the lyrics line up, that’s an accident Waffles in the bathtub, secrets in the soup The moon just DMed me: “bro, you loop?” Nonsense protocol, volume to the max My GPS is arguing with a fax [Outro] The fridge just sighed and closed the case Greg the lamp dimmed out of the space I leftover the beat in a plastic bag Don’t look for the plot. There isn’t a tag.
