Lyrics

Good afternoon
Sad Saturday suit
Keep consecrating that coronation oil
Infinite pigs at infinite troughs
Good afternoon
Unless you're having a tennis tantrum
The news was a goldmine of dipshittery this morning
Look out for the flock of stochastic parrots
Good afternoon
A match made in heaven in hell
No ego ramp for me
Only a downward self-esteem slope
Please collect the debris for my family
A match made in heaven in hell
Quit the non sequiturs
A match made in heaven in hell
Scintillating scimitar
A match made in heaven in hell
Good afternoon
And do you have a boon for my boon?
Prepare for the onslaught of psycho chatbots
Please alert our ten mutual friends
I got my mojo shirking
I'm the world's worst sugar father
At least that's something to be proud of
Son, never wash a bumble bee
I got my mojo shirking
A can of Tab Clear and some Walkers Hot & Fruity
Why doesn't anyone remember?
Good afternoon