The day is sticky yellow

The night was so untight

The cows go moo moo moo.

Is everything alright?



Baby digit at my face.

Who the man with the smile, mum?

Do you like it like that?

I'm just a peasant in the Big Shitty



I'm going real slow

But if the light ain't real

Then there can't be a hole

Not even some red



Do you like it like that?

Do you like it like that?

You're not real. Oh no! You're not.

You're not real. Oh no! You're not.

You're not real. Oh no! You're not.

You're not real. Oh no! You're not.



There be a strange garlic here

The room is full of fear

With empty wavelength touch

It's coming in a rush

It's coming in a rush

It's coming in a rush

It's coming in a rush



Do you like it like that?

Do you like it like that?

Do you like it like that?

Do you like it like that?



I'm just a peasant in the Big Shitty