"mordegan plastic spoon" lyrics

Once upon a time
There was a little creature
Who lived in a vast ecosystem
Compiled of harmonies
This little creature was named Mordegan
And he was a Plushington from the Vorgat system
In the Hydrophobic Universe
And his imagination was as vast
As the three sons that rotated his planet in constant meridian
Music was a social construct that had to be followed
Precisely to a T on his planet
Until the day that Mordegan decided
He wasn't going to fit inside such a construct any longer
He was going to try things differently
"Hey guys! I'm gonna try things differently!"
Mordegan said
"That's gay." they responded
"No, no, I-" "no." "I really think if I do things different that you-"
(Nah, no, no.)
"That's gay."
And then they imprisoned Mordegan for his crimes
Against the Plushington people
They chopped off his foreskin and fed it to him
Before decapitating him in front of his longtime girlfriend
Veronica Hildenberg
She wept quietly for three days, and then began dating Chadwick Cumberpod, only four days later, and no-one has ever spoken Mordegan's name again

I just wanna make art, why you gotta tell me how to make art? (Da, dah da da.)
I just wanna make art, why you gotta tell me how to make art? (Da, dah da da.)
I just wanna make art, why you gotta tell me how to make art? (Da, dah da da.)
I just wanna make art, why you gotta tell me how to make art? (Da, dah da da.)
I just wanna make art, why you gotta tell me how to make art? (Da, dah)

Can a nigga get a witness?
I'm really wit' this
Rhyme in reason, I'm rhymin' for rhymin' for reason
Smokin' blunts til' I'm wheezin'
I got verses like Ephesians
Now they all over the boy like a legion
My name Mordegan, pledge your allegancd
I really need this, I always wanted to be one of you
Til' I realize I'm not a single one of you
And when I'm in pain, it's really fucking fun to you
If you sayin' I'm a motherfuckin' under you
Where I come from? Up under you

I just wanna make art... why you gotta tell me how to make art?
I just wanna make art
Why you gotta, gotta, te-te-tell me how to make art?

I just wanna make art, why you gotta tell me how to make art? (Da, dah da da.)
I just wanna make art, why you gotta tell me how to make- (fading out) (Dah, dah da da)

And on his way, Mordegan, Mordegan's spirit went to the next realm, (Dah, dah da da, dah dah)
Where it was released, to be reincarnated
As a plastic spoon, in the Milky Way Galaxy. The End

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And there, drifting through space
For at least a millennium, the little spoon had time to think
About things, as he drifted to a place, called Earth
Where everyone hated art

Been a minute, yeah I'm all up in the Nebula
Made of plastic, but I feel regular
I been listening to y'all in the cellular waves
You need to check how you behave
Everybody finna be a grave
All you wanna do is ride a wave
I'm here to do shit right away
Yeah I'm driven, I got that right-away, bitch
I'm just a spoon, but I know that life on this planet
Is finna over soon, 'cause you're killin' eachother
You homo, sapience is a virus, that ship sailed like a pirate
You are a terrible race, you fight and you murder over the color of your face, you murder for race., then look at me like, "What the fuck do you know? You just a spoon in the first place."

Maybe I should just float away
Maybe I should just float away
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