Get your rocks; get them far, far gone,
Mix it up with the Prince's plea,
Make it only understandable by the ones who are lifted high,
So high, so high,
She's on a string for the sights unseen,
Make it bigger, make it so, so big,
Don't forget the Jesus thing.

Step in the fire, jump in the cream,
I'm reading an aura from the risen core of the syphilis scene.

Kansas City, here I come; open wide your door for me,
I'm just a picker from the orange grove,
Let me find this blessed wine.

It's a shame you're not hungry and tired of my life that is in your mouth,
Just kidding, just a-fooling,
Couldn't follow you to itchy ear binds.

Step in the fire, jump in the cream,
I'm reading an aura from the risen core of the syphilis scene.

Step in the fire, jump in the cream,
I'm reading an aura from the risen core,
Step in the fire, jump in the cream,
I'm reading an aura from the risen core,
Step in the fire, jump in the cream,
I'm reading an aura from the risen core of the syphilis scene.