Backwash

It became a muscle, a hustle to be a Jack Russell
Whose head was deaf and once again binged the Big Brother boxset
He knows about self-satisfaction, his nose looks like a toe
And anytime his watch would die, he'd trip over himself

"Hello," he went to the sink and put Vaseline on a trout
"Hello," eventually spoke like a wheel on a basking shark
He advises it, revises a bit and too much to be ignored
And then hе saw a wall, a wall, a wall, a wall, a wall, a wall

He wakes up, he hеsitates, and not too confident
And locked in a bedroom, over, under again
In the middle of it all, he habitually cut them off
3/16, broke his machine, prepares to be himself
Over-shelved in blank, over-shelved in blank

Over that a cat, a pillar, a knick, a knack, some bloke just there
A prick, a prat, lovely magic, new knees, a stick, a wick
A wig, the lick, a private in-joke that bloke just spoke a shark attack
New to that

Overthought it, still was excited
Still needs improvement, but that was perfect
Dirty forward, back washed
No one looks cool around a wasp

I can barely tie my shoes, get in a strop
I give dirty looks to people reading books who
Say they don't watch cartoons or anything that is blue
I think I really like you, try to say something new
I wanna eat your perfume, I wanna be your—

Cat, a pillar, a knick, a knack, some bloke just there
A prick, a prat, lovely magic, new knees, a stick, a wick
A wig, the lick, a private in-joke
That bloke just spoke a shark attack new to wall, wall, wall, wall

"Hello, hello," nice to chat while his teeth are falling out
"Hello," eventually spoke like a wheel on a basking shark
He advises it, revises a bit, and too much to be adored
And then he saw a wall, a wall, a wall, a wall