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But I fell down this hill and I got glue on my hands
Now I got records on my fingers
(Whaaaat?)
Records on my fingers
I got records on my fingers and I just can't stop
(Don't stop)
I can't stop
I got a platypus controlling me
(WHAAAAT?)
I got a platypus controlling me
Now let me sum it up
It was a strange set of circumstances
(Strange set of circumstances?)
I fell down the hill, I got glue on my hands now I got records on my fingers
And I just can't stop
(Don't stop, don't stop)
Well I would if I was able
There's a platypus controlling me he's underneath the table
(There's a platypus controlling him—WHAAAT?
Oh, I get it, platypus is a metaphor for whatever is keeping you down
Like, corporations are a platypus
The government's a platypus
Your teacher is a platypus
My teacher is a panda
Society's a platypus
My parents are a platypus
The media's a platypus
It's all just propaganda