Under the Mat(H)^2 Songtext
von Ginko Balboa

Looking for the president to fly me home
But he′s too busy playing fiddle sticks with Martians
I guess I'm going to walk the plank
I hope the sharks will treat me good
I just got to figure out the best way to freedom

I am so exhausted
But you got to bring me down

While I′m on my journey I will stop to sleep
On bed bug infested mattresses we're all a big family

I am getting closer
To sinking battle ships

So walk me down the aisle
The earthlings continue to protest
A chance for memories
Let's figure it out
Let′s figure it out


Merit is lost
Cherish your thoughts
Continue with decency
Last chance

Merit is lost
Cherish your thoughts
Continue with decency
Last chance

I found the key
To your limousine
Let′s go out, but where's my shirt
It′s under the mat

Merit is lost
Cherish your thoughts
Continue with decency
Last chance
Merit is lost
Cherish your thoughts
Continue with decency
Last chance