Eiffel Tower Shitshow

Verse 1

Goddamn mailbox leaking letters full of slime

My neighbor’s on the rooftop tossing clocks to kill the time

A shoeless mathematician screaming numbers at my door

And penguin’s learning algebra just pacing on the floor

Pre-Chorus

Marmalade sky outside the glass, fish are flipping me the bird

Army boots in bathtubs, none of this shit feels preferred

Chorus

Climbing up the Eiffel Tower just to shout for the hell of it

Staring at the city like a bored-out lunatic

Semolina pilchards, yeah, they're marching in my head

Damn it, why's this penguin chanting Hare Krishna by my bed

Post-Chorus

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Oh oh oh oh

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Verse 2

I wake up in the morning, pissed off, I'm still yawning

Some jackass with an oboe serenading the damn lawn

Edgar Allan Poe just got kicked straight out my door

And these goddamn army boots are scattered all over the floor

Pre-Chorus

Broken bicycles for two, yeah just my fucking luck

All these sentimental losers in a sleeping bag stuck

Chorus

Climbing up the Eiffel Tower just to shout for the hell of it

Staring at the city like a bored-out lunatic

Semolina pilchards, yeah, they're marching in my head

Damn it, why's this penguin chanting Hare Krishna by my bed

Post-Chorus

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Oh oh oh oh

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Verse 3

My head's full of marmalade and I'm cursing in my sleep

Some pissed-off poet screaming riddles at my feet

Goddamn tangerine trees growing through the ceiling tiles

Who the hell swapped my brain with this circus full of bile

Pre-Chorus

Handlebars on motorcars, I crash right through the day

Dragging all these broken dreams like a sentimental parade

Chorus

Who set fire to the river, made the penguin lose his shit

Edgar's scribbling on the walls, man, I'm done with all of it

Semolina nightmares keep on crawling up my spine

Fuck this floating up the stream, reality's resigned

Post-Chorus

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Oh oh oh oh

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Verse 4

Goddamn pigeons dropping attitude from way up high

Picasso in the alley painting shit I can't deny

Rubber ducks and army men are floating in my tea

Bloody napkin poetry just staring back at me

Pre-Chorus

Stupid parachutes for two, tangled in a drunken spree

Every freak in this parade just wants to mess with me

Chorus

Some asshole on the ferry screaming secrets to a goat

Penguin chanting prophecies about a sinking boat

Semolina visions now are crawling through my teeth

Fuck it, I'm just laughing as the world goes underneath

Post-Chorus

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Oh oh oh oh

What the fuck

Verse 5

Flamingos in the mailbox, trashing all my goddamn mail

Mad scientist next door just launched his freakin’ cat in jail

Philosophers are drunk and screaming Socrates is dead

Penguin's got a chainsaw and he’s dancing on my bed

Pre-Chorus

Mismatched socks and army hats, my sanity’s a wreck

Everybody’s parachuting straight into my neck

Chorus

There’s a bastard with a trumpet drowning out my daily grind

Semolina mutants lighting shit on fire in my mind

That asshole Edgar Allan’s now just laughing in the sink

Fuck these circus animals, I’m tipping on the brink

Post-Chorus

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Oh oh oh oh

What the fuck is going on

Verse 6

Alarm clock’s screaming nonsense, wearing someone else’s shoes

Street’s full of fucking poodles barking existential blues

Broken umbrellas stabbing holes right through the sun

Penguin leading traffic, starting riots just for fun

Pre-Chorus

Sentimental army boots, stomping puddles in my hall

Random artists painting mustaches on every bathroom stall

Chorus

Shouting from the fire escape, cursing out my rubber plants

Semolina soldiers having seizures while they dance

Psycho Edgar Poe is drinking coffee from my shoe

Fuck this carnival of weirdos, nothing left to do

Post-Chorus

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Oh oh oh oh

What the fuck is going on (hey)

Outro

Floating on an air mattress down the avenue of shame

Penguin flexing jazz hands, everything’s gone insane

Semolina