Great Ideas

I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah
I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah

You wanna know what we're gonna do, huh? Yeah?
Of course you wanna know, 'cause I'm about to tell you
We're gonna get people to compete to work for free
And then, when they ask for payment, we'll fire them
And we'll hire other people to work for free
And we'll just profit off the backs of their labor and we'll take all the credit, Brah

I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah
I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah

At first I felt a little burst of inspiration draining thirst
For those who crave what knowledge serves, it certainly was not the worst
I wasn't sure just what I smelt, and so I peered below my belt
And there it was, a thoughtful pelt of excrement I hadn't helt
Despite the fright I felt that night, my mind was full of bright insight
Like terror mixed with pure delight, the bearer of a launching site
From stars to moon to trees to rain, my anus flooded from my brain
And so it was and shall remain, the greatness of this sweet refrain, Brah

I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah
I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah

What happens to a great idea that's been literally shat out?
Does it have ideas of its own?
I just wanna know
Where does it go?
I literally, I literally, I literally, I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day-day-day-day!
Brah

I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah
I literally shit out great ideas every goddamn day, Brah
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Writer(s): Guinevere Newman
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