Black Dolphin Songtext
von Secret Band

I′mma go flu, sickest type two
Criticize my direction
Jet black hair, take it downstairs
Nobel prize my complexion

I don't mind a little slippity slap
If I′m feeling vanilla, then I could cream on your back
If I steal a gorilla, I know that zoo is wack
And they gotta step up their shit
Acetaminophen is really your mom
I fuck in a bomb and send the bill out to Tom, huh?
In a few generations
There's gonna be castration stations
Then no motivation
Left to fuck yourself


Get another thing to do
I'm running out of words to use
A reindeer is a caribou
Cut cut cut, or I′m stuck stuck stuck
Get another thing to do
I′m running out of words to use
A reindeer is a caribou
Cut cut cut, or I'm stuck stuck stuck

Toasted, roasted, ghosted
And burnt to a crisp, oh shit
Folded open, coated
Throated gulping the dip
How many times will they say production
Is liposuction a tax deduction?
First, you got banned, then you got barred
You gotta admit that shit got hard
Who is me? I need my ID
Check to see what I′m hiding
Born in a band, I had no hand
I thought nothing up myself


I don't mind a little slippity slap
If I′m feeling vanilla, then I could cream on your back
If I steal a gorilla, I know that zoo is wack
And they gotta step up their shit
Acetaminophen is really your mom
I fuck in a bomb and send the bill out to Tom, huh?
In a few generations
There's gonna be castration stations
Then no motivation
Left to fuck yourself

Little baby bunny
Little baby crow
Little baby bunny
Little baby crow

What a win, I′m lucky any time, any time
If I'm sucking on a sucker, then I whine and I whine
Get a little bittle widdle down to the brine
If it breaks, then it's brittle, and that′s not a good sign

No one expects a rhombus
To smoke the glass
A hedgehog in pajamas
Wears fake mustache
Black dolphin with flawless embossed fingers
Little baby bunny
Little baby crow
Little baby bunny
Little baby crow