Trevor Lyrics

Trevor said he was gonna drive to Venus
and mad people were like, "Go for it, Fucker!"
Soon he was all drivin' through the sky

He saw lots of wild things, like
The Channels play
and Channels sing
Hey, Trevor, don't they sound like the O-rings?

Ooooooo, ooooo, oooooo

Venus said she was gonna fly to Phoenix
and no one was like, "Go for it, Fucker!"
And she was all flyin' through the sky

She saw lots of tired things
like a stewardess
with gold hoop earrings
she stared out the window at the airplane's shiny wings.

Oooooo, ooooooo, oooooooo