Big Sir and the Greater Good - Walnuts

Walnuts, got a schtick you won't believe
Walnuts, keep it light, keep it clean
Walnuts, take it easy on your knees
I call 'em like I see 'em and I see 'em getting weaker

Walnuts, shake your boobs to the beat
Walnuts, set fire to your seat
Walnuts, make you bob and weave
The second that it's finished you'll be hitting repeat

You have to believe me
I'm on shore leave from the normal ways of doing this
A gifted, cataclysmic lip gymnast, a magician
I think you get the gist of it
I think you just had your first taste of the first place
Pacesetter with the letters put together
Unfettered by the laws of the general consensus
The consequences are immense, talking George Wendt measurements
Knee deep in the beep-beep temperament
I keep it loose lipped with the penmanship permanent
Now I'm earning it, I'm learning a trade
Nowadays, I gets around town by parade

So navigate your way to the stage
And strangely your legs start changing their place
Now move something like you got a name for it

I know you might think that it's too late
But Old Faithful is here to set you straight
Now shake something like you're getting blamed for it
Now break something like you're getting blamed for it

There's only so many things left to do
When I'm doing my job you're doing more than a few
Now wave something like it got flames on it

You can't beat that with a stick, go get me a switch
Lick after lick so slick
Feel the snare hit, put your frame on it

Walnuts, got a schtick you won't believe
Walnuts, keep it light, keep it clean
Walnuts, take it easy on your knees
I call 'em like I see 'em and I see 'em getting weaker

Walnuts, shake your boobs to the beat
Walnuts, set fire to your seat
Walnuts, make you bob and weave
The second that it's finished you'll be hitting repeat
The second that it's finished you'll be hitting repeat

Come off it, I'm a prophet, a professor
I'ma teach you bout The Worm
These dumb job descriptionless wastes of breath are at best unpaid interns in my firm
Squirm to the rhythm, keep the synergy going
I'm transporting more booties than Boring
All up in your earlobe, the science so piercing
Serious king, a delirious thing the way I Siiiinnnnnngggggg
Perfect pitch, click the mic switch
And watch how the kid gets to sinking your prices
Steamroller Joe, left to his devices
About as iconic an image as Isis
This is the truth and not even the half of it
Ruling the roost with a lucid advantage
To the point, on the dot 'til I'm ready to dip
I put my proton pack on my back and I split

Written by:
Kevan Peden

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