It's not incorrect,

it was hangin' off my neck.

It smothered all the time,

it was dancing in my mind.

This groovey idea came to me in a dream

about pogo sticks and laser beams.

And all of a sudden my pants were down,

and I was in the pond and the water was turning brown.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

The cops saw my just a squattin' and sqintin',

like a hamburger in the kitchen

They chased me up into a tree,

shining there flashlights right up at me.

Guns were pointing at my eye.

and I figured I was dreamin and I thought I could fly,

But little did I know that this wasn't a dream,

and the blood was real when I started to bleed.

And then I woke up in a police car,

and evidence was floating next to me in a jar.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

They found me guilty and I had to pay a fine,

and clean out the pond with lemon and lime.

And then I had to start over as a garbage man,

eating apples with sand in my hand.

And then I learned my lesson,

with smith and wesson.

brought me to diner

with there mom

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.

Last night I shit a brick in the pond.



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