Your Favorite Martian - Epileptic Techno Lyrics
Ep-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-EpEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-Ep Ep-Ep-Ep-Ep EpilepticEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-EpEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-Ep Ep-Ep-Ep-Ep EpilepticChilaxin’ out with Mary Kate and Ashley OlsenThey want to check this new joint, Club ConvulsionWe put our ass in motionAll my stupid friends rolled up and the D.J. looked like Superman, if he were homelessAnd standing by the bar, douchebag was hitting on a trannyOh wait that’s Hillary Clinton there with Dick Cheney, who was killin’ a kittenI saw Shaq, Jack Black and J-LoI even saw that one guy from that one showI saw alcoholic Jews and fat truckersAnd Oprah was there like: “I’m Oprah, *****er!”And everything was good until the secondHomeless Superman put on this recordI stood there with my friends and the Olsen TwinsAs he spins everybody had convulsions.Dance, dance, dance like you’re having a seizure.Move, move, move like you’re having a fitShake, shake, shake. This is causing a spasmEpileptic TechnoEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-EpEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-Ep Ep-Ep-Ep-Ep EpilepticEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-EpEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-Ep Ep-Ep-Ep-Ep EpilepticNow I ain’t trying to disrespect epilepticsBut the music he played made the place go hecticThe speakers on the deck became disconnectedAll the alcoholic Jews were suddenly *****I felt my muscles expand and contractI passed out on the dance floor laying on my backReality started fading, cutting in and outI woke up when an Olsen Twin threw up in my mouthAnd we were hoping we could leave at our leisureBut the whole *****in’ theater was havin’ a seizureExcept Oprah, the music didn’t touch herStill standing hard, “I’m Oprah, *****er!”I saw the D.J. loadin’ another discWith most of the party still foaming at the lipsI grabbed my friends and headed for the exitWhen Homeless Superman started spinnin’ that next hitDance, dance, dance like you’re having a seizureMove, move, move like you’re having a fitShake, shake, shake. This is causing a spasmEpileptic TechnoEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-EpEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-Ep Ep-Ep-Ep-Ep EpilepticEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-EpEp-Ep-EpEp-Ep-Ep-Ep Ep-Ep-Ep-Ep EpilepticWe woke up once again from a seizureI wiped Mary-Kate’s vomit from my T-ShirtWe slid out the back like greased up butterWe saw Oprah there, “I’m Oprah, *****er!”We made it out alive, booyah!We all stood around like:“What are we going to do now?”We picked a new club. What’d we get?We somehow rolled up to Club Tourettes?The music there gave everyone a tickAnd every time it played the whole place would twitch,And shift and switch and ***** and talk shit like:Ass, barf, barf, ass, bark, piss!Barf, piss, ass, ass, barf, barf, piss, ass, ass, piss!We ran away like a jet propulsionMan, I guess we’ll go back to Club ConvulsionDance, dance, dance like you’re having a seizure.Epileptic Techno, Epileptic TechnoOooh no not having a seizureEpileptic Techno, Epileptic TechnoDance, dance, dance like you’re having a seizureEpileptic Techno, Epileptic TechnoOooh no not having a seizureEpileptic Techno, Epileptic Techno“You little bastards, thought you all knew Oprah!”Don’t make me come over there and ***** you!
