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That we blow out our nose after a Star Wars joke. We got style.Tape on our glasses, zits on our faces and hair on our asses.
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Sand kickers comin’ sixty clicks upon the sonar.They’re gonna fold me over like a trapper keeper folder.
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I’m a geek, spelled g double e k. I meet my boys in the basement about every day.
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Tricked out back packs like my main man Venkman’s. We got problems, namely the jocks.
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cocks Otherwise known as the motherfuckers touchin' the tit. If I was wolverine, you’d hear my knuckles go Snikt.
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I always trip and drop my tray in front of the girl that always sparkles. I got brains, fuck B’s and C’s. I got a grade point average higher than Hendrix on New Year’s Eve.
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You get in my way bitch you get a Vulcan neck pinch. One night I didn’t go to sleep, up playin’ Risk At dawn, I won, got global dominance.
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Can’t get my locker open and my pants are always split. Can’t seem to catch a ride, can’t ever get a date.But in my mind 7 of 9 thinks I’m great.
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I’m at home reciting lines from the Holy Grail Stuffed nose, and some swollen glands. Never, been kissed, never been holding hands.
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Darth Vader with inhalers, in case my lungs collapse. The dragon died from a heart attack You may advance and yo, I upped your armor class.
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I can’t get laid, I got Japanime stashed. And a mind jam packed with sci-fi facts. Dreadnoughts rocked, Dynobots kick ass.
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