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