Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Hey
[Verse 2]
Krull, live in a skull
Burn and a wail
Data freeze in the beta fail
Honored just to book the role
Panned in a Gannett rag, Lincoln and a Ford 'Stang
Ivan, moneybag, Gertrude Cox
Back in the building and I topple the blocks
Thirty-three level mage, Maceo take it to the stage
Zimmerman on the back page
[Verse 3]
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
[Verse 4]
Garvey dub, Betty dub a statuette
Thirty-five dollars and you lost the bet on Wes
Bottle Rocket, got the rocket sauce
Sweeney and Cleghorne, samovar, Mogador
Yaffa and the girl in the hat
Tippy and Marnie, Rufus and the minotaur
Lee Marvin Hamlisch, cram this
Bang soap and a bottle of nope
[Verse 5]
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
[Verse 6]
I sniff krill, foment dissent
Steal mail, it's a federal offense
Dandelion, petal witch, taint black metal man
Dude from Norway burning the church
Day by day, Webber and you're Andrew Lloyd
Gonna die like every living anthropoid
Gone to the mall Orange Julius-ing
Flash and Ming, and all ownership is suffering
[Verse 7]
Super-down, super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
Super-down, super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
[Verse 8]
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
Super-down, super-down with the meh-meh-meh-meh
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
Yeah, woo
Super-down, super-down, down
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
[Verse 9]
What? Yeah, come on
What? Yeah
Super-down, super-down, down, super-down, yeah
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
Super-down, super-down, yeah
Super-down with the Memphis woofer rock
Super-down with the four, three, two, one
Super-down
[Verse 10]
Tomorrow is a drag, man, tomorrow is a king size drag
Pile on what happened, and check what's gonna happen
Tomorrow is a king size drag
Digging the whole human race digs a vacuum
Digging the whole human race, mile on what happened
And check what's gonna happen
Turn onto a thousand joys
Run on the moon
Turn onto a thousand joys
Late night and you might wake up
Late night and you might wake up
Dig the vacuum
Written by: Mike Doughty
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