Photocopier

A photocopier
And Yellow Magic Orchestra
I'm just monkeying around with your furniture
You're losing, you're losing
Your bodily fluids
I got so, I got so, so monosyllabic
Your butchered your setlist
With vocal gymnastics
You swagger
As if you're the hub of their universe
You're off your, you're off your
You're off your bleeding rocker
I'm just monkeying around with your furniture
I'm just monkeying around with your furniture

A photocopier and Yellow Magic Orchestra

And we were just pretending to be Japanese
Yeah we were just pretending to be Japanese
We were just pretending to be Japanese
We were just pretending to be Japanese, yeah

Got to, got to, got to, got to

Sticky sticky uh uh

I flatten your stomach
Like Joseph Pilates
Or scientific discoveries
On lab rats and monkeys
And we were just pretending to be Japanese
Yeah we were just pretending to be Japanese
A grubby little mud with an infant's thesaurus
Je m'appelle David, avez-vous fait un photocopier?
You're off your, you're off your
You're off your bleeding rocker
I'm just monkeying around with your furniture
A photocopier hunts your low magic orchestra
I collected a cappellas and I filed them into genres
April's wearing black, sucking July in the kitchen
I got a slow, a slow, a slow metabolism
The singer of Chicago in 'Electra Glide in Blue'
Legs flapping like the gullwings to heterosexuals
You got me, you got me, barking like a dog yeah

Sticky, sticky, sticky uh uh
Got to got to got to get
Got to got to got to get it from uh uh
Got to got to got to get it from uh huh
We got to uh uh
We got to got to get it from uh uh
Sticky, sticky uh uh
Sticky, sticky uh uh
Sticky, sticky, sticky uh uh
Sticky, sticky, sticky uh uh
Sticky, sticky, sticky uh uh