The Rodentz - Weather Balloon lyrics

"There's no love to be found..." [Intro: Li-Mouse] No love to be found... wooooooo Check it out, go in! [Cno Evil] Cno's here, you hear the cheers? Yo, bartender, pa** the beer I smell fear, see the tears, flowing down right past your ear First things first, let's get it clear, drive the hearse to end careers Star Trek: Final Frontier, flying in your atmosphere Noble like the kid Sincere, Paul Revere is coming near No more darts, we throwing spears, switching gears to k**ing deers I'm the auctioneer, beware, I'm sorta like the engineer Volunteer, then disappear, this is so severe I knew this girl who was rare, chocolate like an eclair In the b**h like pap smears, then examining her rear Reappear, then she stare, she love playing solitaire I love playing truth or dare, winning Slumdog Millionaire The husband that is unaware, close your eyes and say a prayer f** you up like St. Pierre, then I'm having an affair Cover of Vanity Fair, where you gay, looking queer Crash your car with no repair, leave you scarred, pulling hair Murphy Daddy Day Care, didn't teach me how to share So I'm giving you my spare, have an apple or a pear Can't compare to no one there, what you saying every year This I swear, I declare, got you sitting in a chair Walk on air, don't you care, I enlighten like Voltaire Call me Mr. Grizzly Bear or the Captain Buck O'Haire Chilling in a public square, hiding in the dragon's lair Fix your face with dental care, give me cash for taxi fare Tap dancing down the stairs, like my name is Fred Astaire Nature Boy like Ric Flair, dressed up in my Wu-Wear It's OK, give a glare, at the Rodent rapping pair Drummer boy, bang on snare, this is how we do it, yeah [Outro: Li-Mouse] Oh sh**, saw that? sh** was like a UFO or something, son Damn, sh**'s crazy, f**ing, on some weather balloon sh**, son [kung fu sample] You ought to learn how to deal with the throwing knives You must, teach me