3.Kick Monday
Comin' hard for Friday,
Like a pedophile,
At his computer desk,
Watching Rebecca smile,
I go the extra mile,
The marathons 27th mile,
Then I hit the ice-cold beverage isle,
I got a cast-iron liver,
And I would rather drown my sorrows than cry a river,
I use my brain like you use a plane flight ticket,
Now I'm in a place where are the fences are white picket,
The only way it might get disturbing,
Is if you're bothered by the sound of light cricket chirping,
I just let it soak in like Robitussin,
About the fast passed rat-race there's no discussion,
I'm just tryn' to get into the proper mood,
Remix of everyday life, chop and screwed,
What can I do to get the weekdays behind me,
Watsky remind me, thank you kindly.
Kick Monday in the nut sack,
Wedgie Wednesday's butt-crack,
I'm coming hard for Friday,
And if you're not get the fuck back,
Kick Monday in the nut sack,
Wedgie Wednesday's butt-crack,
I'm coming hard for Fridaaaaaaaay,
And if you're not get the fuck back.
Compared to mine, all testacies hecka small (tiny),
Mine crack walls like a wrecking-ball (shiny),
When my chequered draws fall,
Ya'll see ornaments fit for a porno flick,
Time to deck the halls,
I'm glad it's all finished,
The week was all bin-es,
But now I'm chillin' sprawled out with a tall Guinness,
I'm gonna' set the world record for the funnest time ever had on
the planet,
So everybody call Guinness (call 'em),
I swear alot, this ain't fisher price,
But if I'm a bad influence then here's some great advice,
Kids, don't be a dick-weed,
Appreciate the shiiit out of the present moment and be fuckin'
nice!
I whistle weird for the tune of it,
They all did it, ruin it,
We spent two months on this here blue grass funk rock hip-hop
album,
Cause we really felt like doing it,
So everybody…
Kick Monday in the nut sack (kick it),
Wedgie Wednesday's butt-crack,
I'm coming hard for Friday,
And if you're not get the fuck back,
Kick Monday in the nut sack (real hard),
Wedgie Wednesday's butt-crack,
I'm coming hard for Fridaaaaaaaay,
And if you're not get the fuck back.
That's Ryan on the gi-tar ladies and gentleman
I'm an Amer-i-cin,
I put my work in,
And when my works done,
It's time for perkin' (let's get fucked up),
Hey, let's invite the vultures down to have a drink,
They must be getting tired doing all that circling,
Cause it's the worlds end,
We're over heat-a-lated!
And from what I hear,
We're also over people-ated,
So there's no room,
Or we'll just explode soon (boom),
So let's get inebriated,
And forget what we created,
So I bin thinkin',
We should have a big party for all humans,
And even woman (ladies),
For the dumb southerners,
The lazy Mexicans,
The A-rabs, and the Coloureds,
And their peckers and,
The cheap Jews, which is me too,
I'll even treat you,
But just this once,
Cause nothing's free dude,
And when the fiery end comes we'll burn up quicker,
Cause we're full of liquor!
So everybody…
Kick Monday in the nut sack (don't be afraid, just wind up and
do it),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (get a running start, cmon now
son!),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (family jewels and family jews
cmon),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (don't be afraid ？ ),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (Tuesday too, why the hell not),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (And Wednesday gets a wedgie
everybody),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (cmon, cmon, cmon with steal-toe
boots),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (with your Air Jordans),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (not wearing Crocks though, you can
get the fuck out of here),
Kick Monday in the nut sack (you're a bad mother-shiiit),
Kick Monday in the nut sack…
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