I feel serene Bottoms up like a cool bottle of listerine I'm a machine Frankenstein's monster looking lean Mean like a clean [?] type beat Like, "What do you mean?" Look at your feet, they on the street now, kid Sneakers fresh, white as ice and that's a clean outfit And now I get the feeling that I kinda feel outdid By some sweater with a scarf I forgot to close the lid I don't feel serene (no) And I don't feel too clean (oh) And I don't want to be the one to tell you lies I don't want you telling me to live my life I've said before Like an underwater little magic storm Narrating with a voice that could voice over Born over the course of a couple years and more The rapport I get is affectionate And all the things I lack are in the best of it Juggling a two eyed veterinarian Popping with a pet like a librarian And I don't wanna visit my dentist, I'm scared of him (Woah-oh)