Timmy Two Chords

Derelict derelict slumped on the bed Mario red cap jumped on my head Consequence of turtling or maybe bequeath My heart to what's inside the scimitar's sheath Preach like Zoro three mic style Reach like Smoker dissipate for a while Hey Safety that doesn't quite bump in the whip Set sail to Venus in my zeppelin ship I'm Timmy two chords tiger lord soul poured Two chords to make you fall on your own sword Two chords to help you sleep at night Two chords will make you think everything's all right Two chords to find your dynasty's heir Two chords to construct a syndicate's lair Two chords to put my horse in the lead Two chords is all I fucking need Not authorized to press the emergency button Flash another look to indicate my glutton Settle the score with my third proxy war Hollow point words with liquid napalm cores Allies comment on my certain lack of luck So I flash them a quadruple synchronized thumbs up Cracked up with an unceremonious chuckle Captain ka-Knuckles with the stolen boot buckles Timmy two chords is back at it again Two chords to write honest IMs and press send Two chords to orchestrate the fall of Rome Two chords to send all our troops home Two chords help set my mind at ease Two chords will allow the icecaps to refreeze Two chords to get your sports car keyed Two chords is all I fucking need All I need all I need all I need That buffoon with a bassoon stacked double reed Musical dead ringer for that fella Peter Singer Ejected from the lab for being toxic slinger