Kirby

Hey Kirby

Whatcha doing, Kirby?

Whatcha doing there?

Hey Kirby

Whatcha doing, Kirby?

Whatcha doing there?

Uh

Hobgoblin, shots of hot Strongid

Vaccine queen, deem church socks hostage

Nine weeks awesome

Hides in a slipper

Look in her eye like she might be a wizard

Cold met a cat lady in a parking lot

She got the heroes of tomorrow in a cardboard box

And probably hoarding forty more in the corners of Fort Knox

Swapped twenty on the spot, and copped the warlock

Back at the haunt, found God in the hamper

Briefs on her head, playing Walking With a Panther

Good around misery and golden era samplers

Jeopardy and Wheel at the heels of her handlers

Bet, more than a pet to worship

It's an M.D. recommended sense of purpose

Here to bat around keys in the means to euphoria

Soon to be hailed the greatest of all warriors

Hey Kirby

Whatcha doing, Kirby?

Whatcha doing there?

I'm not takin' no shorts

Hey Kirby

Whatcha doing, Kirby?

Why'd ya eat that leaf?

Yo, yo, yo

Homie don't fetch, only woke to stretch

Under a thought bubble, rich with bowls of goldfish

Skittish in the company of stranger danger

Otherwise, chase drawstrings, tails and lasers

In a steel cage match with a maze of cables

Brazen, game face based on Azazel

Oversized ears up, puke in the Meow Mix

Shred a pair of earbuds, remedy his cowlick

Thanks Kirbs, lookin' like a milli

Keep an old man sharp, keep a cold Chantilly

Spun, plum dizzy in a frisky moment

Never lands on her feet, though, I think she's broken

Mouser in training, nap on the toaster

Decorate her cubicle with dogs playin' poker

Fifteen years taking prescriptions

Now a shrink like, "I don't know, maybe get a kitten"

Hey Kirby

Whatcha doing, Kirby?

Whatcha doing there?

I'm not takin' no shorts

Hey Kirby

Whatcha doing, Kirby?

Whatcha doing there?

I don't know, know, maybe get a kitten

I don't know, know, may, maybe get a kitten

I don't know, know, may, maybe get a kitten

I don't know, know, may, maybe get, get a kitten, kitten