The Narcissist Cookbook
DEATH ZAMBONI
(Zam!)
[Verse 1]
Back in 2022 when the ore ran dry
I was working at the ice rink down by the river I
Saw the mass confusion on the news
Grabbed my phone and now I'm calling you 'cause
[Chorus]
If we're really headed for the great collapse
I'll be tricking out my ride like I'm in Mad Max
This Zambo runs on propane gas you know
So if you got no better place to go then
You should ride along with me
On my death Zamboni
On my death Zamboni
On my death Zamboni
On my death Zamboni we can be free
(Zam!)
(Bo!)
(Zam!)
(Zambo!)
[Verse 2]
And in 2025 when sun burns out
And ushers in an ice age almost overnight
Whilе everbody elsе is frozen I'll be
Riding free and comfortably Zambonin'!
[Chorus]
If we're really headed for the great collapse
I'll be tricking out my ride like I'm in Mad Max
My buddy Jeff has got his own flamethrower
If you got no better place to go then
You should ride along with me - and Jeff
(Hello, I'm Jeff. I, uh, yeah I -)
Death Zamboni
On my death Zamboni
On my death Zamboni
On my death Zamboni we can be free
You and me and Scary Jeff makes three!
(Zam!)
(Bo!)
(Big Zam!)
(Zambo!)