Spacely Sprockets

When I die I don't give a fuck I hope they find a pipe in my pocket. I'll smoke and watch jetson spit out spacely sprockets. I say cremate me and toss me in the ocean and when you get my ashes in your mouth one last time I can say kiss my ass. Never boasting always coasting give it to me your busting up I'm definitely combustable, bible bumpers be up front with me don't hide behind the generic rhetoric something to make you feel better about being a prick, asymmetric, something about your ass and a stick. Fuck that shit. When it comes to it I'm determined. I just don't drop dead and I avoid a lot of deterrents. Ok these dirty deeds sometimes grab a hold of me but lately I'm feeling nothing but cleansed, collapsed awoke relaxing my clothes soaking in detergents. What weighs more, a mountain or what my life is amounting to.