Of Montreal - Inside A Room Full Of Treasure lyrics

there's a hole in my sock where my shoe always bites it and that's gotta stop or else i'll feel foolish at the sock hop, yeah the sacrament slouch neither guard is to paint in ceramic(?) my name's marcus and i'm a martian mime well, of course i'm a mime where do you think i got this group of scottish trees and not a brick from brown government buildings there's a cloud in my clock where the seconds always chide it and that's got to stop if i'm going to ride aboard the herbivore, yeah whose hourgla** fingers' look stung through the mask my name's ca**ius and i've metamorphosized into a nosy guest talking dresses made of pheasant (?) from ninety feet down gazebo and a red saber condom's horseman(??) there's a glare from my smock where a cardinal ate his shadow and that's got to stop if i'm going to garnish an acorn souffle the clowns kneeled down and prayed at the (?) away after first giving them back their bombs so they can swallow each others (?) faces once again once again there's an "oh my" in "my goodness" genuflecting as in battle and that's gotta stop if i'm going to convert a bouncing sean marshall