I'm a human calculator
And I never make mistakes
And I've been smoking
Like a Russian cosmonaut

I saw two old people talking
One was holding a plastic bag
They were pointing to the widow
The trees were covering my ass

And I know it's true
This is what I see
I'm not afraid of nothing
And nothing's afraid of me
Boo

Let's get to the bottom of the issue
It's time to relate
I've got to many things to do
And I'm just sitting here on the plate

Let the window stay open
In the wild mid west
There's things in Minnesota
It's the wildest place that I've found yet

Cover your eyes
And I'll appear
And there's just something about
This crying time of year

Sat around

In sometime in the future
We'll let it all get bad
Pardon my expression
Of my existential angst
What a blast

Let it overflow
I guess you'll do your best
It's over in a minute
Is this some kind of test
Your parlance on the corner
Raise your hand into the air
We can meet up at the speedway
Just west of Nicollet

Whoo