|Written by||Bora Karaca|
|Appears on||Cojum Dip (Album)|
|Sung by||Bora Karaca, Jacob Hurley, Brian McCorkle|
|Genre||Avant-garde metal, Hip-hop|
To find my cranium Providence a life filled with kismet Afterlife I'll never get this far BK: Yo my name is Bodur and I'm made of guano Don't mistake my multilingual Jabberwocky for flow Was born in deep space; hair is poison-laced When I sneeze somewhere a baby grows knees on its face Sworn to save the streets from evil wrong-doers And by that I mean I stab myself with shish kebab skewers I've turned my share of bodies into Tunisian crochet Stealing offerings from catacombs to Laurence's dismay JH: I'm gonna package up your soul leave it at the golf course I tried to shave your mom but it was tough 'cuz she's a horse Thirty-eight twelve twenty-six thirty-two I like chocolate But so do you Everybody say "Oh Dip." (Oh Dip!) MS: Udabn here, won't you play that funky clip? I was raised by bears and a rusty chainsaw I get a boner every time I see a broken seesaw Mumutits hawheehawheehawheehawheehaw (Chorus): I cannot fight it And there's no reason why I see the path it's... it's just my time The knot will bind me The needle will go there It's an illusion But not unfair (Chorus)*2 (Bagpipe interlude) (Chorus) "Two day flow, that's what it is."