Dillon on 45 Lyrics

HEY! The "M" Stands for Medley

The supermarket lobster tank

That's the place for me

The supermarket lobster tank

An aquarium for free

The supermarket lobster tank

Yeah

The supermarket lobster tank

Supermarket lobster

No one believes me when I say my hair is brown

They will say it's not it's black and then I frown

I assure you it's brown

Should I dye it bright red like a clown

No one believes me when I say my hair is brown

Three gray hairs, three gray hairs

Slowly turning into a polar bear with my three gray hairs

Three gray hairs, three gray hairs

I prefer circles to squares

Three gray hairs

Worm on a string

Worm on a string

Ah

Time isn't real, and neither are colours

Knock down the wall and build a bridge instead

Colours aren't real and neither is time

Don't comb your hair and spend the day in bed

I just assume everyone's name is Gary before I get to know them

I just assume everyone's name is Gary before I get to know them

I just assume everyone's name is Gary before I get to know them

I just assume everyone's name is Gary before I get to know them

Why even bother doing anything, the world is on fire

Whoever said that there's a future ahead was a gosh-darn liar

I will never perform this song live, not even in 2025

Why even bother doing anything, everything is bad

Put your branches out and wave them up and down

Spread out your leaves and move them all around

Lean to the left and lean to the right

You can do this dance at day or night

Oh yeah that's the way, dancin' like a tree on a windy day

Oak birch pine it's all so fine, a tree on a windy day

Oh yeah that's the way, dancin' like a tree on a windy day

Oak birch pine it's all so fine, a tree on a windy day

A tree on a windy day

A tree on a windy day, windy day

Shakey and Hoku are both dogs

They both like to eat then sleep like logs

Hoku is big and Shakey's small

But when they stick together they have a ball

Any birthdays out there? This one's for you

You've aged, you've aged, you've aged again

The earth revolved around the sun you happened to be there for the ride

You've aged, you've aged, you've aged again

Get up go nuts and have a blast it could very well be your last

Happy birthday

I put ketchup on steak and butter on rice

When I'm eating soup you know I season with ice

I dip my pizza in ranch and add sugar to spaghetti sauce

When it comes to zero taste I'm the boss

Zero taste, he has zero taste

His favorite snack as a kid was paste

Metal napkins, metal napkins

It'll make those tubes look like lousy old hasbeens

Metal napkins, metal napkins

Made from aircraft aluminum as it so happens

Leopold, the snowman of Thanksgiving

Leopold, the snowman of Thanksgiving

It's cloudy with the ever-so-slight chance of rain

I leave the house at 10:15

I park my car directly in front of the gate

This is my kind of scene

The food stalls are open but empty, the show performers are phoning it in

But the lines are shorter than they normally are

Let the fun begin

Going to a theme park on a Wednesday

My favorite ride is closed for repairs

Going to a theme park on a Wednesday

The tilt-a-whirl has empty chairs

Going to a theme park on a Wednesday

My favorite ride is closed for repairs

Going to a theme park on a Wednesday

The kiddie rides have empty chairs