Karkahontas
PARENT ADVISORY WARNING.
You think I'm an ignorant fuckass
Well you’ve been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the fuckass is really me
How can there be so much that you don’t know?
You don’t know …
You think you own whatever planet you land on
Alternia’s just a dead thing you can claim (Well, it kinda is…)
But I know every rock and troll and Lusus
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a dead girl
You’ll learn things you’ll start to wish you never knew
Have you ever heard a hipster crying all alone
Or asked a grinning juggalo why he’s high?
Can you glub with all the voices of Cthulu?
Can you paint with all the colors of our blood?
Can you paint with all the colors of our blood?
It’s not easy.
Don’t look at our sun lest you will be blinded (Unless you’re weird like Kanaya…)
Don’t flarp with spiders else you’ll probably die
If you role play with that cat girl who likes shipping
There’s a chance you’ll run into that sweaty guy
The mustard-blooded asshole’s just a poser
But the wheelchair-bound skylark will be your friend
And we are all connected to each other
In a double reach-around that never ends
How high can the juggalo get you?
If you turn him down, then that’s okay too (Seriously, it rots your think pan)
But you’ll never hear that hipster crying all alone
For whether we are pink or grayish skinned
We need to glub with all the voices of Cthulu
Need to paint with all the colors of our blood
You might come from Earth but still
You’ll just be from Earth until
You can paint with all the colors of our blood
So, do you get it now Jade?
Well you’ve been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the fuckass is really me
How can there be so much that you don’t know?
You don’t know …
You think you own whatever planet you land on
Alternia’s just a dead thing you can claim (Well, it kinda is…)
But I know every rock and troll and Lusus
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a dead girl
You’ll learn things you’ll start to wish you never knew
Have you ever heard a hipster crying all alone
Or asked a grinning juggalo why he’s high?
Can you glub with all the voices of Cthulu?
Can you paint with all the colors of our blood?
Can you paint with all the colors of our blood?
It’s not easy.
Don’t look at our sun lest you will be blinded (Unless you’re weird like Kanaya…)
Don’t flarp with spiders else you’ll probably die
If you role play with that cat girl who likes shipping
There’s a chance you’ll run into that sweaty guy
The mustard-blooded asshole’s just a poser
But the wheelchair-bound skylark will be your friend
And we are all connected to each other
In a double reach-around that never ends
How high can the juggalo get you?
If you turn him down, then that’s okay too (Seriously, it rots your think pan)
But you’ll never hear that hipster crying all alone
For whether we are pink or grayish skinned
We need to glub with all the voices of Cthulu
Need to paint with all the colors of our blood
You might come from Earth but still
You’ll just be from Earth until
You can paint with all the colors of our blood
So, do you get it now Jade?