Intruder Excluder
[Intro, spoken: Jared]
Hello World
Start macho, stay macho
Change your energy
Dynamite is free, pick up ten boomerangs
Listen and learn, you'll be alright

[Verse 1, rap: Jackson]
Wipe that sour apple pucker off your headshot, braniac
I'll take your elementals out for Mai Tais at the crab shack
I'm more often than not off the beaten path
Digging a pit, making a net out of fallen leaves and a sewing kit
A frontiersman of sorts: trap, catch, kill to eat
Time for after school sports, lift the latch, lock the door
Look before you cross the street, both ways please
Check face mask, create a weight
Fisherman feel the bass, filet the bass
You gotta make the moment last
I heard when I talk turkey, L-tryptophan drips off my every word
Evacuate the premises so my nemesis and I
Can reminisce on why he hit my soul mate with a railroad tie
I failed to see any correlation between
Your stolen circus bear and my grizzle bite vaccine
There aren't anymore real penny candy stores
And our only hero left us in the rain outside his cabin door
Four score and seven years ago I had to show improve
My humble pie recipe, the judge took a big bite
He washed it down with lemonade, I dried off in the limelight Ooooohh
[backwards rapping]

[spoken]
What do you actually do, you make music?
Yes
(dogs barking)
Be quiet

[Verse 2, rap: Jackson]
I'm a medical breakthrough, allowed for only one night to take you
And a friend for pony rides, slide a silky white slice of party cake into
Your viewpoint, dear
There'd be a little silver tomahawk on my left ear if it was pierced
It's fierce the way this witchhunt's bogging me down
The doctor found a mole on my neck
Told me its a supplementary teat for demons to feed from
They re-hydrated all my shrunken heads and left a new one
Soccer moms driving SUVs, trading recipes
Some contracting STD's from landscapers in sweat-soaked T's
While the kids swing from Michelin tires
Hung from old oaks trees
Whistling top forty pop tunes about birds and bees
Troubled teens with overbites
Moonlight as made men in Taco Bell parking lots picking fights
Better not snap my suspenders
[?] stacking shoulder chips
I'd say I'm older than the maximum age to ride the teacups
But young enough for baby sitter clubs to jack their fees up
[Outro, spoken]
Well what these guys are doing is, um, experimenting with with new beats and, and textures, and, and these tits are yours