Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis by Kaelin Halcrow Lyrics
Directionless in this quest for excellent eloquence
While you Sedulously represent
Your temperament of emulous pettishness
And fecklessness, and negligence
This is the genesis, of the eminent contentious specimen
Do you get it?
I'm impetuous with sentences
I'm aconscientious
Thus I besmirch mysеlf
That line was sedemеntary
Despite the sense of it
My ethos is temperate
The next section is effusive
I'm aiming to exacerbate your anxious state
Which won't be complicated given your pervasive trepidation
Don't you fucking make me elucidate
I just wanna adjudicate and you can ruminate
I've got an anatomical anomaly
A nominal anthropical problem
My canonical encephalon is gone
Now my mind is framed that kinda way
That enables me to say anything
No reparation and even though I know audacious is the way
I relegated to meditation
Anyway, here's the chorus
You're gonna hope that I can stop it
When I'm on this mic and talking bogus
You're gonna hope that
I get diagnosed with
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
I'm releasing masterpieces with alacrity
No laxity, I can be elaborately refractory
Ask my boss, he was my confidant
Until I got sick of his vaunting
It was exhausting my vivacity
My boss was the worst, he coerced me
Artfully versed in dominance assertion
Uncannily vacuous
Simply can't vanquish his ubiquitous anguish
I just quit my job (woah)
In the middle of this song
That's true
But it isn't relevant so
Moving on
No more strife
In this unemployed life
Kaelin!
We have the building surrounded
Our numbers are unbouded
Get him!
Shit! Shit! Oh shit!!
This is because of that stupid Ramadan Dan song
I knew it was a stupid idea
Well, in case you missed it
And it wasn't obvious
Monotony's not for me
But I believe I made it audibly clear
The song's a bit weird
And it doesn't cohere
But! Everyone likes a chorus!
So…
You're gonna hope that I can stop it
When I'm on this mic and talking bogus
You're gonna hope that
I get diagnosed with
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
While you Sedulously represent
Your temperament of emulous pettishness
And fecklessness, and negligence
This is the genesis, of the eminent contentious specimen
Do you get it?
I'm impetuous with sentences
I'm aconscientious
Thus I besmirch mysеlf
That line was sedemеntary
Despite the sense of it
My ethos is temperate
The next section is effusive
I'm aiming to exacerbate your anxious state
Which won't be complicated given your pervasive trepidation
Don't you fucking make me elucidate
I just wanna adjudicate and you can ruminate
I've got an anatomical anomaly
A nominal anthropical problem
My canonical encephalon is gone
Now my mind is framed that kinda way
That enables me to say anything
No reparation and even though I know audacious is the way
I relegated to meditation
Anyway, here's the chorus
You're gonna hope that I can stop it
When I'm on this mic and talking bogus
You're gonna hope that
I get diagnosed with
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
I'm releasing masterpieces with alacrity
No laxity, I can be elaborately refractory
Ask my boss, he was my confidant
Until I got sick of his vaunting
It was exhausting my vivacity
My boss was the worst, he coerced me
Artfully versed in dominance assertion
Uncannily vacuous
Simply can't vanquish his ubiquitous anguish
I just quit my job (woah)
In the middle of this song
That's true
But it isn't relevant so
Moving on
No more strife
In this unemployed life
Kaelin!
We have the building surrounded
Our numbers are unbouded
Get him!
Shit! Shit! Oh shit!!
This is because of that stupid Ramadan Dan song
I knew it was a stupid idea
Well, in case you missed it
And it wasn't obvious
Monotony's not for me
But I believe I made it audibly clear
The song's a bit weird
And it doesn't cohere
But! Everyone likes a chorus!
So…
You're gonna hope that I can stop it
When I'm on this mic and talking bogus
You're gonna hope that
I get diagnosed with
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis