Lyrics Soul Coughing

Soul Coughing

Disseminated

The Goat chewed up,

Once a tin can.

The Goat shat out,

was a Ford Sedan.

Like an eyeball.

Like a square cut.

Like a funny car.

Like a monster truck.

Call up bop and I'm bunting stomach,

Koko mop I chop chunking plummet,

Thud on top, I ate the chocodile.

And ever since then, I got disseminated,

The Jupiter Moon, I got disseminated,

The Average Man, I got disseminated,

It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Toots Hibbert,

At the wrong prom.

Serves a beat down,

On a tom tom.

Like Genius.

Like Dervin.

Like Joseph.