Riding on the bart,
I've got my cap - ON,
I've got my Sandals' - Dusted,
I've got my sash - on my Belt,
I've got my teeth, Cleaned,
I've got my Pamphlets, Sorted
(chorus)
I wanna be a MOONy TRADER,
and you can be my Horseyboy,
I wanna be a MOONy TRADER,
and you can be my Horseyboy,
I wanna be a MOONy TRADER,
and start my own religious Cult,
(woman's voice)
My Dog's name is 'KNEEL'
He likes to run,
of Course....
Following, the Man,
His name is, JACK,
it rhymes with BACK,
don't name your Dog, Jack,
Can you believe that?
Sleeping on the Bart,
Plays havoc with my heart,
and my nails....
(chorus)
I wanna be a MOONy TRADER,
and you can be my Horseyboy,
I wanna be a MOONy TRADER,
and you can be my Horseyboy,
I wanna be a MOONy TRADER,
and start my own religious Cult,
Acting like a Hero,
cupcakes at my side,
breaking arms for profit.
Standing in the Terminal,
watching people walk,
sucker on the warpath,
(preachers voice)
Moony Trader Speak with Forked Tongue,
Or Not.
My Name is JACK,
And one day,
Ill be BACK, ho ho ho.... |
