Stand witness as four three boys embark on their quest to penetrate the delicate balance between the real world... and the world our fans want us in. Ugh.
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Treetop Sitta
by Mr. Nutz
Parody of "Flagpole Sitta" by Harvey Danger
Lyrics by Serpent231

My adventures tell me that I'm living in a pretty screwed up place
It's all an oversized rat race
And everywhere there's catastrophe

Call me paranoid? Why don't you go and take a look out the window?
There's evil out there, you should know
I'm watching all the little kids see

All the stuff that they never should

(Buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Mister Nutz don't feel too well
And my career
Has gone to hell

Gotta save the little ones from references to male genitalia
And all the double entendres
I'm fighting with my nuts and tail

Don't you go and laugh at me, gosh darn it, I'm a big superhero
I'm trying to make it more clear, so
I won't be the laughingstock in all of Woody Land, no

(Buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Mister Nutz don't feel too well
And my career
Has gone to hell

(Buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Mister Nutz don't feel too well
Why can't I win
Or feel swell

There's a yeti who's mean
Wanna knock off his bean
By throwing all my nuts--shut up, I hear that all the time
You deserve a fine
Get that outta your mind
Outta your mind
Outta your miiiiiiiiiiind...
MiiiiiiiiiiuuuuuuuuAH!

Leaky faucets, witches' broomsticks, Woody Land's the name of my hometown
It's all so vile and lowdown
And underground, the evil hits home

With dogs' bones

Might just go retire and get away from all these dumb little missions
Hey, I see some eskimos fishin'
Wait, are they only "warming their poles"
Holy crap, no!

(Buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Mister Nutz don't feel too well
And my career
Has gone to hell

(Buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Mister Nutz don't feel too well
Why can't I win
Or feel swell

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