Текст песни Cookiepuss - The Grammar Club

Is he a clown, from outer space?
Is that his body, or just his face?
Is he an ice cream, or is he a cake? Or is he a cookie?

Is he for parties, or nights alone?
Can you still order him up on the phone?
Could anyone, alive or dead
Resist a piece of this talking head?

Who made your saucer eyes?
Cookie puss!
Your flavor hypnotizes me
Alarming and disarmingly, a
Cookie or a cake could be, your
Clever P, your sweet, celestial 'puss

We're searching out for anyone with some answers
What we can learn about this species is import, it matters
Do you come in peace or are you the last of your kind?
Do your people hold solutions that we need to survive?
Did you make a breakthrough in that FTL travel
Do ya think you'll ever be for sale out near Seattle?
Marketing-wise, ever play around with your logos
Do ya ever chill in kimonos? Do you like tasty solos like we do?
That's right
So nice
It's great
It's heavy in weight
That's right
That's right, too

How did he know to take that trip?
When he passed the sun, did it make him drip?
Is he an icon, or is he too kitch?
Or is he a classic?
He crashed his ship when he lost control
He's heavy in weight, like a black hole
He seems so near. He's from so far
Does he bring wisdom from beyond the stars?

My friend, it's up to you
To see this evening through
Nine-hundred senators and debutants
An ice-cream cake is what they wants
Your clever P., your
Sweet celestial puss