"I'm 65 I'm not retirin'"
I don't care about tippy tappy typist The happy hippies tryin' ta say you're the hypest Yeah you can spell but your soul is made of You got no skeleton, you're on the telephone That's why I'm off the hook, and I'm on stage with Moka In style city, makin smile pretty Or else I'm at the track with Prince Vince for instance Been doin this since we were infants listen I don't play, not with kiddies and sharks Naw, North man, I like titties and car parts And study star charts and cloud formations, Religious, its rather Really though I'm playin xylophone on your ribs out Christmas decorations with Mr. Dibbs Shootin pool with Kid Koala talkin bout our Rollin with the Molemen til the day the ends And why not, I gotta love and some airmiles One of the hairstyles slash fashion combinations And conversations Greg Nice in Austin, Texas I'm off the checklist, life on the road is often Startin the day off right some Cap'N Crunch Chomp, later on me and Swamp'll grab lunch Probably, walkin til my get wobbly Don't put your in the air its not a robbery say ho unless you're wearin a toupee I'm gettin together with the Stero on for shoes, I can't stop the bleedin Where's Top Speed when you need em I'm callin Jimmy Castor to get me past the The rest of these and rest in peace indefinitley I'm desperately lookin for the perfect beat to in half My back is me, and I really need to take a bath It me laugh, some of these kid tactics are drastic ask Cut Chemist from Jurassic Meanwhile, me and Slug are arts and crafts Drawin charts and graphs with my friends from the Legends I'm out here with Styles of Beyond playin Until we get dizzy we go and get a freezie Point is I'm goin, no need to hide for But some folks really need to get outside You can't chop wood an axe made of words Its of the nerds 2001