Rush right home My tea's getting cold Hide your (?) before they know Hide your (?) before they know Hide Miss Lady Luck before they know That we just don't trust 'em around anything self destructive I think I'm deaf But I think I'm blind I think I'm lost I think you'll find Crispy C with his shish cabbage (?) Another lie for when you come of age With the help of John Licko I gave myself a Merlot Ego If I was a Gentoo penguin, I would find you the smoothest pebble If I was a Gentoo penguin, I would find you the smoothest pebble A strange arrival came in the post An invitation from Bohemian Grove So I tore it up and threw it in the bin For my defer stress (?) for weeks Pretty people of Staple, Louie Pasteur may have the cure Let's run away to India Reset our lives (?) And if it doesn't work, we can just break up Put down our cat and smash our favorite mugs Watch me apply my (?) underneath the telephone wire If I was a Gentoo penguin, I would find you the smoothest pebble If I was a Gentoo penguin, I would find you the smoothest pebble