The Extraordinary Contraptions - Aelus Is Da Bomb Lyrics

You know, whatever, the weather, I tickle your nose with a feather
I can make a cool bustle out of tin, gold, copper, and leather
Use my raw animal magnetism to stick a dog and cat together, yeah
I've got six hands so I can easily demonstrate
When Sephora's not looking I use her stockings to masticate
When I roll on these heels I use marble-sized ball bearings
When hangin' out with me, priests and nuns start swearing
I'm tired of everybody always telling me something's wrong
How can they deny, Aelus is da bomb

I got nickel-lined trousers, just in case of radiation
When we're talking about porpoises, it's like, pure infatuation
And so what if they say I'm all inappropriate on a porpoise
You know me, Gear-G, you know they can't touch this!
I've got steampunk eyeballs, separate light in seventy layers
I've got eleventy-seven coats, though I'm not quite sure where
So what if my mind is hazy sometimes all up in a fog
You know this shit's crazy, Aelus is da bomb

Tick, tick, tick - Doc! Look what time it is - Marty
Get the plutonium, absinthe, and opium - Yeah, we're gonna have a party
I've got a date with a playmate in 1914
In an alternate reality with a view of Saturn's rings
So just sit tight, Sprocket, take a word from your master
We hanging tight at Milliway's drinking pan galactic gargle blasters
And whilst I sit sipping, cold peepin' the end of the verse
I laughin' to myself, 'cause man I caused this shit first
Yeah, I come equipped with criminy, for all you Jiminy Cricket bastards
Spit in a cup, elope with a duck, use a dull spoon to shave my chest hair
I'm a cannibalistic, relativistic, give me some lipstick and I'll go ballistic
Come-lately sniper, epic pied piper, you sleep on a bed, I sleep on a live bear

Yeah, there's just no pointing fighting it, no you can't last long
Just take it like a Fremen - cool, quiet and strong
And while you're at it, gimme some spice, and put it a bong
Each & every way you look at it, Aelus is da bomb

Just in case you were wondering, bastards