Story Behind the Song
Once upon a time, the six of us (Chub) drank a bunch. Wait, many upon a times. One finds oneself free to express, past a point, best-intentioned affections otherwise suppressed; we've all been through the liquid courage tap. To versus Too.
Lyrics
an Allah buzz
from a soda canizen
it's gettin late for a model citizen
into the wild black i go high and away
i met a girl
she was something alien
a hoppin bean, but it was not Mexican
in a single bound, she was high and away
the bubblin buzz, i like the buzz, i like the buzz OK
the peachy fuzz, i like the peach, i like the fuzz, oiya
the loopity loop, i like the loop, i like the loop, o yeah
the bumpety bump, i like t'bump, i like the bumpa play
the bumblin buzz, i like the buzz, i like the buzz OK
the peachy fuzz, i like the fuzz, i like the peach, oiya
the loopity loop, i like the loop, i like the loop, o yeah
the bumpety bump, i like t'bump, i like the bumpa play
how do ya do, i am the flatbacker
and this right here's my firecracker
and this right here's my crackerjacker
and parallel universally
i'm referred to as a quasi-bushwhacker
hijacker and pop snap crackler
and a loose loose loose canon fodder
we meet again staggering across the moon
do you come here often cuz i'll be here soon
funny how things sound in the high & away
it doesn't matter what we're saying
no keeping up with the multiplying
spinning UFO'd through the high and away
the bubblin buzz, i like the buzz, i like the buzz OK
the peachy fuzz, i like the peach, i like the fuzz, oiya
the loopity loop, i like the loop, i like the loop, o yeah
the bumpety bump, i like t'bump, i like the bumpa play
the bumblin buzz, i like the buzz, i like the buzz OK
the peachy fuzz, i like the fuzz, i like the peach, oiya
the loopity loop, i like the loop, i like the loop, o yeah
the bumpety bump, i like t'bump, i like the bumpa play
how do ya do, i am the flatbacker
and this right here's my firecracker
and this right here's my crackerjacker
and parallel universally
i'm referred to as a quasi-bushwhacker
hijacker and pop snap crackler
and a loose loose loose canon fodder
i say to her
there is nothing i would not do for you
my gonesilly alien
but what i mean to say is
there's nothing i would not do for you
my gonesilly alien
how do ya do, i am the flatbacker
and this right here's my firecracker
and this right here's my crackerjacker
and parallel universally
i'm referred to as a quasi-bushwhacker
hijacker and pop snap crackler
and a loose loose loose canon fodder
i wonder what you'll do when you come to
and the birds are cartoon singing
circling over your head with some token stars
maybe you come to fast
like a smelling-salt enthusiast
and i pop like a thought bubble
and then again maybe not
and then again maybe you come to fast
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