PST (Prophetic Soup Translation)
you bizzy--whackety whack. It'll make you want to eat a banana and then go write a note to your father on a toothbrush. You wish you were as tall as the empire state building, and had the pride to walk around in your underwear.
Right out of Green Bay, Wisconsin.
Story behind the song
blah blah, who cares. Visited by ghosts, read a humerous joke in the paper. Find clouds on the ground. Power overwhelming--I think.
