Lyrics:

Gourds
Noble Creatures
Flavor On The Tongue
You got the poison you got to let it drop
You got the reason and it’s the season for the treason
You got to let it drop
The evidence is growin for that flavor on yer tung
Ol cock is crowing, go shootin with yer gun
Sunshine from the sun you gotta get the flavor on yer tung
Arithmetic is sturdy and purity but yer money is dirty
Common of unit of measurement and pleasurement
Somebody randomly selected it
Hey the perpetrator was unscrupulous they wasn’t used to us
Somebody gonna get sued for this
Hey you got the poison and you got to let it drop
Hey you got the poison and you got to let it drop
The evidence is growing for that flavor on yer tung