All of your signs will be taken
For exactly what they are
And we carry alongside
And we carry alongside
But who knows
What they are?
But who knows
What they are?

[Intro]
You are a hoe, you are a hoe
(Fuck) You
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck him
Fuck everything else that I can see
I know, fuck you I hate you so fucking much
I know you think I'm crazy
'Cause I think you’re a fucking fag (Hahaha)

[Skit: Tyler, The Creator as Dr. TC, Sam, and Wolf]
"Sam, the music sounds good, man! You've been practicing!"
"Thanks"
"Sam, this is Wolf. He's new here."
"What's up, dude?"
"Wolf, this is Sam. Sam and his band have been here at Flog Gnaw for a while. Sam's gonna show you around while I fill out these last minute field trip slips, alright? Now you guys have fun"
"So, you guys are into jazz?"
"Look. Wolf, Prairie Dog, Ronzell—whatever the fuck your name is. We don't fuck with you or anybody else here, alright? You stay the fuck out of our way and we'll stay out of yours, capisce?"

Starry eyed
I can't help it
Your hand
Tonight I held it

I don't feel
So alone
I don't feel
So alone

Your smiling face
Lights up a room
I've never seen
Someone so beautiful

I feel
I'm in love
It's real
This time

I feel
I'm in love
It's real
I'm in love