120 Seconds (Remastered 2021) Lyrics

Yo Double-A

I blaze this energizer let's see you pull this one

Happy birthday to me

Happy Earth Day to we

I just turned 175,000,273

And I'm at my peak

A freak of the week

A straight tweak with a godly type mystique

So Charles, Spock, nanou nanou

Why don't you and you?

Abort, distortion report on which sort

A quick court, sport support, cut short

Timewarp, interplanetary movement

I'll say foul play, hey!

Which way does Willy Wonka stay?

We came to see the chocolate sway

Happy birthday to me, to me

Hip hip hooray to me, to me

Synthetical prototype

Genetical photocopy

Xerox and medical mocks a breakthrough

Shocks and shakes you

As Acey takes you

Through lyrical masochism

And as I blast at last I give 'em

Dissect, insect, inflict, whoa

Destination one-two-oh

Ohhhh

'One hundred and twenty seconds until you die'

When I die, bury me under the gravel

Travel fifty feet down, step out and pack me in

I admonished, I won't be back again

Now I'm a entity, ex-humanity within

Earthly vanities, sunshine and the wind

I suppose, Ambrosia rose your souls

To give you immortality and infinity skin

But you're immortal portal close, you froze

Now your taken in a free fall in the end

Every draft, breeze, trickle of water, a sound wave

In your perimeter is similar

And behaves as a test to manifest life forms

It forms a warm blunted

Heavily budded individual

In the visual eye

Cut it, gut it, fry

I am invisible so is it impossible to cry?

Nope, soak my pillow case

I wrote a little taste

I'm hopin' the middle breaks the lies

My objective remains at one with the stainless steel object

Still feels the pain

Flagrant, nefarious

Fragrance of various agents

And chemical compounds compounded

A bouquet, a readily picked array

Of dandelions, roses, poinsettia's

Gold marigolds in a vase that's passed to monks

And kindred, intended, descended

And suspended in mid-air

Match amended and I ended on a bad note

Put salt in the open wound and I broke