Merf Up / Comms Down
merf, womp, plung merf, womp, plung What the fuck have I done? Breed some new age futuristic, sarcastic, linguistics. I'm not talking text speak, street speak. This is an all together wondrous peek, into a brave new world I need to be taught about. Interpreted, translated, integrated. merf, womp, plung merf, womp, plung What the fuck have I done? I've tried to be cool, brought new words to the room. Slay and drip, to replace cool and hip. I'm looked at: then subtly and expertly ejected and rejected. merf, womp, plung merf, womp, plung What the fuck have I done? Entered a world with Spike Milligan. "Don't know what that is". He's a person, not a thing, he's slay, drip, my sort of thing. Okay. Okay? Is that all you can say? He's the dogs. He's the man. A cabbage patch blanket man. You're talking rubbish, jibberish, sounding old, that is a cinch. merf, womp, plung merf, womp, plung What the fuck have I done? Maybe we can just agree, these words we have are setting us free. With a merf, and a womp and a dogs old lumps, a cinch, and a nish and feeling drip. What the fuck have I done? Become a metaphor for the dumb.