When There's a Will, There's a Whalebone

the morning i set sail on a whalebone

the gale force winds made the sky grow

and i was far out in the ocean

i cut the roof of my mouth on the potion

down down down like the femur

i let my backbone slide into the

laying low in a tropical hideout,

if anyone finds out i'll turn their lights out

(fast, incomprehensible talking/rapping)

i gave my life to the wishbone

so i wished all the stars would go home

and one was a dog with it's tail drawn

it laughed as it shed, now it's long gone

i remember the flavour

but i made a choice to stay here

laying low in a tropical hideout

if anyone finds out i'll turn their lights out