[Verse 1: Jack Jetson]Night vision optic binocularsGeronimo JetsonCotch with the octopusJohnny Strange had to stop with the doctor stuffDodgy operations, patients chopped with the bodies cup"What the fuck"Brains in the microwave[?] remains in the fire placeClimbing stairs up the spiral caseThe surgeon with a sharp scalpel to slice your faceSkeletons hanging from the ceilingEmpty cupboards so you know my family ain't eatingJamming in the eveningZoot fluffy like I wrapped it in a sheep skinStrapped it in a green slim, passed it to the phantom of my demonHe lit it like a lantern then he breathed inLook towards the window as he puffed outGood shout, Geronimo Strange about to jump out[Verse 2: Dirty Dike]Coming like I'm Sally Gunnell's [?], I'll stopAnd ain't a man I trust enough to tuck itYou love it!I saw a man digging through the rubbishI took him to the pub for lunch to listen and discuss itHe said, "My life's a mess, I'm feeling like I'm quite depressed, plus my wife's leaving me and even trying to fight my friends""She's gonna take the kids, I hate the bitch she takes the piss, I'll cellotape her face to the fridge and fucking break her ribs"Wait, wait waitI said "Mate I could relate to this, I used to date a chick who had me acting like a plagiarist""And everyday she mentioned David, Liz and their relationship, stare at me for ages and telling me how great it is"Don't stab her yet, nahYou earned her dad's respect, yeahWell let's grab an ounce of crack and rap the alphabetSick plan, got the brain ticking like a big handSix grams into it I'm tripping in this wig wam[Verse 3: Jack Jetson]Chill FMStill left themLittle weed, bottom of the garden like Bill & BenSmall harvest, little shedTrim a hedge, skydive, skyscrape his mirrors edgePaper stack, played with jack's scissors, shredBill a head in a phone box, Bill & TedStitch my head back together with a pin and threadThe living dead, undercover like a hidden fedEyes glisten red, J StrangeHavn't slept for 8 days still slyed up in your sister's bedMr. red straight psycho like Mr. blondeMy raps cast magic tricks like a wizard's wandStill surviving in the lizard's pondCame to kill it with a licence like Jimmy BondRappers collapsing like dominos stackWhen I attack, jump off the mapGeronimo Jack
