Lambchop - Flick lyrics

I can flick a cigarette bu*t Further and with more accuracy Lots of practice, i guess Someday we will all be editors That jumps around from person to person And bites you on the a** A certain static is required The albino bu*terfly Thank you thank you very much Little spiders making little webs Nuts is what you have become Kind of fractured of the facts Dylan and d** and the sweat bee Shake and stretch the stiffness out Exercise? Not right now Applauded for your idleness Connects to a power line That runs over my head In the cool wet morning air As we sit under a tree Thank you thank you very much Little spiders making little webs Nuts is what you have become Kind of fractured of the facts An upsidedown wire heart Being s**ed into a periscope Still the mind is dull Like you need another excuse Your thoughts lift like a fog As the sun burns it away A soft ball and a stick And the imprint that it makes Like a chamber from a gun After the shooting's done This is what you have become Now make something out of it