Artist: MC Paul Barman Album: (((echo chamber))) Song: (((happy holidays))) Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, MC Paul Barman [Intro] Huddle up for the scuttlebutt Chill out, check out the burlap sack With the girl... that uh, snaps back Yeah [MC Paul Barman] I'm the Dom sipper on Yom Kippur that gets props Like sweatshops when third world debt stops Had my ups and downs from cups and crowns To humble pie, crumble cry and mumble WHYYYY Is there a man strolling with feet so swollen He wears two walking cast shoes, I guess his real shoes were stolen So I'm gift tossing from the wrist like a discus A homemade coupon good for one dish washing Two G's and a god were like peas in a pod Discussing the reasons to even the odds And hold the reins to the chariot of the proletariat I yelled, "The words we're fearing require third ear hearing!" Nearing a forty story jeans ad, a square cut from the scrim By the guy who lives inside so some air could get in I lobbed a peanut butter pinecone birdfeeder poppy seed rhinestone and flew off to the very next time zone This job is killing me softly, willingly offbeat Bipolar people shouldn't drink coffee! Hopefully, we'll all build to peace but the killed deceased Wildebeest declared in danger still decreased [Outro] Forward and back Hump your boyfriend I'm outta here