Chip’s about to explode the motherlode… This lyric, Jeff’s placement and Chip’s… movement is just so deliciously dirty I cannot even process it.
I CAN’T EVEN HANDLE IT.
Let’s all sing in praise of Jefferson’s name.
if it’s gold and it’s money that you all lack
don’t throw it on the stage, you can stick it in my crack.
Anybody out there, give me many many
If you have to tip me, give me twenty.
For all the dashes that are lacking this great human being: