I'm thinking I'll write. I'll write what I think.
What a shame, I thought away a name
And the rest of the day was spent whiling away
Not. I'm just lying -- see me re:lay
Head first, feet second, heart last
(Heart) hurts worst, fingers getting hard fast
What with all the guitar I'm playin'
What if all the words I'm sayin'
Turn out to be lies?

Fork-tongued mystery ship
Setting sail for the radar blip
That's your direction, a forward motion

Set back by the fiery weather I set straight
Which seems put out by the presence of the ocean
Magic salty potion
That way 'cause of whales and what they do
Which is what we do times a hundred-and-two
And I know this makes me sound like a dork
But you know... the size of their...

Fork-tongued mystery ship
Set sail for the radar blip
That's your direction, a forward motion

Set in stone by statutes and laws
Yeah, they may be lies
But be thankful they're fully yours
Given like the stolen few
The case may be, but I stole for you
Otherwise other stupid people
Would try, before you buy, the truth

[Not too bad, I guess. For maybe twenty minutes.]