Lyrics created on a car ride to Lake Iseo (in car of @ZakPhoenixMcKracken)
Another one speck of dust
Oh, let’s go
Ransome walks down the street
With self-control way down low
Ain’t no sound but the sound of his feet,
Insults ready to go
Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Out of the mouth the insults pour
To the sound of the clicks
Another one speck of dust
Another one speck of dust
And another one picked, and another one picked
Another one speck of dust
Hey, I’m gonna get you, too
Another one speck of dust
How do you think I’m going to get along
Without the one I missed?
I took every one I found
And that’s not nearly enough
Are you happy, are you satisfied?
How many pixels have you spot?
Out of the mouth the insults pour
To the sound of the clicks
Another one…