Tongue N Groove - Mud Sun

I jump from the swings

And catch jerks on the way down

Takin' my mentality back to the playground

Act like I’m eight now

Mr. Mischievous me

Stark bullock naked

Giggling meaninglessly

«What's he doin' mummy?»

Lickin' an ice lolly

Diggin' the way folks consider me quite ugly

Just try and stop me

I bet you can’t lady

I’m pass caring strolling down the pier half crazy

With security giving me the dark loom

Like, «Boss, who’s this dude bathing in the log flume

Dabblin' off at the ticket office with the oddest expression

Honestly, somebody should coverhis modesty

Come!

Arrest him for his infractions

For being naked on a tourist attraction

Come on

Slinging words like some sort of assassin

I can’t catch all that he chattin'

But it’s something like.»

Fuck an orderly fashion

I’m audibly passionate

Only the mortuary would force me to abdicate

Until my breaths cut by the claws of the hands of fate

I’ll keep keep screaming my thoughts to the crashing waves like

Fuck It!

I’ve got nothing to prove

Nothing you do can stop me sticking my tongue in the groove

It’s wonderous!

The unpredictable diction delivered by Dizzy and Baba Brinkman

We’re singing

Fuck It!

I’ve got nothing to prove

Nothing you do can stop me sticking my tongue in the groove

It’s wonderous!

The unpredictable diction delivered by Dizzy and Baba Brinkman

I heard a call of enticement from the guys on the golf course

They wanted me to chase balls for 'em

But I couldn’t fall for it

'Cause I gotta have a colorful life

Like licorice all-sorts

That’s why I don’t roll with unoriginal cyborgs

This is my course

And I’m trying to make some serious moves

I tried to pick up a chick with the clearest blue eyes

When I was passing through Syracuse

But she refused

Said she could only be with the man she felt nearest to

And I was on the move

And this was very true

So I bid farewell to this incredible pair of boobs

And carried through

I’m only taking risks that I’m prepared to lose

And occasional relationships I cherish too

But really, what’s a free spirit to do?

Every few days I find myself in a new place

And I can’t fit a woman in my suitcase

So I do what it takes in my own foolish way

And it usually makes the souffle taste a little more gourmet

So you might here some stories if I tour your way

You can call me a whore

But it’s your mistake

'Cause I’m just in it for enjoyment

I don’t live to fornicate

That was a bar late

AHHH!

Fuck It!

I’ve got nothing to prove

Nothing you do can stop me sticking my tongue in the groove

It’s wonderous!

The unpredictable diction delivered by Dizzy and Baba Brinkman

I’m like

Fuck It!

I’ve got nothing to prove

Nothing you do can stop me sticking my tongue in the groove

It’s wonderous!

The unpredictable diction delivered by Dizzy and Baba Brinkman

I am the kind of man that militant blokes punch

But I won’t change my name like Cinnamon Toast Crunch

I’m sicker than most punks getting slapped with injunctions

For attracting sumptuous lasses with Smashing Pumpkins

Manic street preacher screaming at Speaker’s Corner

Like a panicked bee keeper with an avid speech disorder

Dramatically more delirious I flow so furiously

My hormone overdoses are known to disorder periods

Of course we’re serious!

Deep thinking philosopher lyricists

With commentary as gritty as Pete Doherty’s liver is

And we keep flippin' scripts 'cause we’re both show stoppers

With more balls than a couple of Harlem Globetrotters

These bros drop flows hotter than animal fetuses

Ending cannibal thesis' with Avril Lavigne disses

This necrophiliac rap molested a brilliant classic

I could serve you the head of Sylvia Plath on a silver platter and still be in

fashion

This is the line that Rowan is supposed to say

But he’s got nothin' 'ere cause he never says anything anyway

Yo they call me Baba 'cause I’m babbling some bullshit

To get your girlfriend gathering in to suckle on my massive dink

Here’s the Dizraeli line that’s just funky

But I’m crap at these accents from the west country

Yo it’s your host Dizraeli and I’m the verbose Canadian

Cramming so many literary references into my dense shit that no ones quite

getting my sentences and it doesn’t quite fit into this shit…

Fuck It!

I’ve got nothing to prove

Nothing you do can stop me sticking my tongue in the groove

It’s wonderous!

The unpredictable diction delivered by Dizzy and Baba Brinkman

We’re singing

Fuck it!

Nothing you do can stop me

I’ve got nothing to prove

It’s wonderous!

Nothing you do can stop me sticking my tongue in the

Unpredictable diction

By Dizzy and Baba Brinkman

We’re singing

Fuck it!

I’ve got nothing to

Stop me sticking my tongue in the

Wonderous

Unpredictable diction

Delivered by Dizzy and Baba

Dizzy

Dizzy and Baba

Dizzy

Dizzy and Baba Brinkman

We’re singing

Fuck It!

I’ve got nothing to prove

Nothing you do can stop me sticking my tongue in the groove

It’s wonderous!

The unpredictable diction delivered by Dizzy and Baba Brinkman