...because it was written by me. I'm a huge Beck fan, and if you've ever actually listened to the lyrics of his songs (his big hits were "Loser" and "Where It's At"), you'll notice they make absolutely no sense whatsoever. So I thought I'd take a stab at it.

 

digital roadkill flying mops

getting pulled over by the cops

big fat flag in my ear

something's coming and it's here

elephant stomping on the couch

radio hygiene in a kangaroo's pouch

qtips floating in a sea

of grape koolaid at a toad jamboree

[edited for taste] where the ants climb in

white playstations getting drunk on gin

i like strawberries, eat em all day

rancid markers on ebay

kids playin banjos on a broken tray

nobody listen to what birdie has to say

[edited for taste] behind

declaration of atonement signed

little pencils all aligned

for the benefit of mankind.

 

and i've written stuff weirder (and grosser) than that...