Loud loud loud
Treadmill for the cortex that is stretched
You'll like what happens when you look for it
Sound sound sound
If necessary reject tat which clogs
Potential casing for the thick black stuff

I've got something you like
I've got something you like
I've got something you like

So fill me up to the brim
Fill me up to the brim
Until my head caves in
I'm feeling like - Drinkink!

Drown drown drown
What happens if the ink pours out your pores?
Well that's the price you have to pay my friend
Space space space
Trim the fat from all around
It comes from places you haven't even tried before

I've got something you like
I've got something you like
I've got something you like

So fill me up to the brim
Fill me up to the brim
Until my head caves in
I'm feeling like - Drinkink!

Don't look there
Even under rocks and walls
You won't find it there
It tastes to me
Cigars and tea
So smoke it
Time is sacrascanct to all our causes

So fill me up to the brim
Fill me up to the brim
Until my head caves in
I'm feeling like - Drinkink!

I've got something you like
I've got something you like
I've got something you like

Drinkink! Drinkink!