I'm a human calculator

And I never make mistakes

And I've been smoking

Like a Russian cosmonaut

I saw two old people talking

One was holding a plastic bag

They were pointing to the widow

The trees were covering my ass

And I know it's true

This is what I see

I'm not afraid of nothing

And nothing's afraid of me

Boo

Let's get to the bottom of the issue

It's time to relate

I've got to many things to do

And I'm just sitting here on the plate

Let the window stay open

In the wild mid west

There's things in Minnesota

It's the wildest place that I've found yet

Cover your eyes

And I'll appear

And there's just something about

This crying time of year

Sat around

In sometime in the future

We'll let it all get bad

Pardon my expression

Of my existential angst

What a blast

Let it overflow

I guess you'll do your best

It's over in a minute

Is this some kind of test

Your parlance on the corner

Raise your hand into the air

We can meet up at the speedway

Just west of Nicollet

Whoo