Befriend The Friendless Friendster Lyrics

Let's make friends

And not refer to rap monikers and astronomers

And be fun-loving

I'll give you roses, about one dozen

Everyone one at this party is so dumb and aloof

But you pry open closed minds like a sunroof

And you're interplanetary

And they're hindered while you're candid and carefree

Your impression of that political figure was done with cynical vigor

And it was so fucking funny

You're a conduit of impromptu skits

If your karma's bad

You need to disrobe

That armor-clad xenophobe that resides in your innards

Before you die and wither

Your inner playground's full of cobwebs

But I'll help you reach that obtainable godhead

Through Tai Chi stretching

And improvised rapping

So what if the posh are wed to the idea

That we're bastardized and crossbred?

They can't hint the live acts' whim

Or synthesize the vaccine

They await the star's hardened prick

And his guitar pick made of arsenic

But my sardonic wit goes far beyond it

Let's forget the rock star ethos

And go to the underground celebrity roast

And make some friends

And forsake the trends

We'll throw rocks at tanks

Erase the programs
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Leave the robots blank

And curb spending habits

Through serendipity

Let's make friends

Is it all ages or 21 and over?

Because Miss Honey Bun is older than a pre-teen TV screen

I suggest let's run with the sun at our shoulders

I have money in my gun holster

And several drink tickets

But by the end of our interaction

You'll probably think I need to pay a shrink a visit

Because tonight I'll treat you like girl meat

Dressed in a sesame seed bun

Asking you and your homegirl if you're interested in a threesome

But I'm out of line

Because you're an under-sexed lady cop

But you rubbernecked when I came in the spot

I gave you enough respect or maybe not

You're the cashier at Wal-Mart kissing the traveling man

I'll give you a papsmear a la carte

In our 15-passenger van at my show

The ephemeral girlfriend with extra baby fat

Courted by the LA megalomaniac

And you're much more friendly than the rats I know

I tried to foster a newfound love that a kiss led to

Oh how I misread you

And I just tried to be the downest homie

But our friendship was short-lived you weren't supportive

And saw I had a speech impediment like Pork Pig

But to say we can't be friends is not so

We can go to a hip-hop show and join arms

In unison at the soy farm