Its Artastic by The Electric Eels Lyrics

If I made a flying painting, you would probably try to kill me

Is this a case of indecision, or just a lack of comprehension?

Dusting jet planes off

Distrusting numbers

Impaling screwdrivers in a cucumber

I will often dillydally, keeping notes while I am shaving

My religion is my first love, it exists on tire changing

Dialing telephones

Eating carpets

Jumping on a comb

Electric Eeling
Driving over English muffins, it would make me oh so happy

Jumping off the Eiffel tower is bound to make you lots of money

Building two-by-four religious temples

Reviving dinosaurs

Submitting tables