Milk the Cobra - Train Wreck, Kyle Gass

Hips — shake

Booty — quake

Feet — smoke

Hands — drum!

Stressing out upon the world today

You’re plenty overworked, for what, for meager pay?

You wanna simmer down, wish you could call a truce

Wanna rock the town, but you just lit the fuse

Got so much juice

Best set it loose

You gots to milk the cobra

Milk the cobra right now

Too much trouble, yet you tried again

You’re rollin' big, but why?

Because you got no game

The attempt is futile, the result is lame

Why you work so hard, when it just causes pain?

Got so much juice

Let’s squeeze it loose

You gots to milk the cobra

Milk the cobra right now

First, you gotta wake your snake

Grab him by the collar give your bud a little wake-up shake

Next, he’s gonna need a friend

Rise him up, prop him up, stroke him now from end to end

Shimmy shimmy shake

Shimmy shimmy shake

Now your snake’s awake

He’s gonna freakin' quake

He’s gonna shoot his juice and spew it loose on your caboose

And then he’ll splooge just like a luge across your face in outer space, woah!

Stressin' out upon the world today

You’re plenty overworked, for what, for meager pay?

You wanna simmer down, wish you could call a truce

You wanna rock the town, but you just lit the fuse

Got so much juice

Let’s set it loose

You gots to milk the cobra

Milk the cobra right now

Milk, now

Milk, now

Milk, now

You gots to milk the cobra, milk the cobra

Milk the cobra, milk the cobra right now

Now