Here we go
In our daily get-ups
I'm having four on the floor
And you're making punch bowls
Of bourbon fruit

And it sticks
Like a photon on a fossil
Exhaust pipes are clogging
My no zone
But I'm being mindful
No spots on my suit

Loud clouds are proud
And fire engines roar
Not good today
Alright tonight
Put on your make-up

Got to have it

All systems are in place
And laser days are clear
But not tonight
Go make it right
Put on your make-up
Got to have it