"Say Anything", a 2016 track written and produced by me

Say Anything

This songs a dingle begingle tutorial on how to make a dingle song

Ahh
Dingle Dog is here and he's not chopped liver
Dingle Dog is here and he's not a river
Because he's not a body of water hey I'm so funny haha
fuck

Brian is the man
He made all this my dudes
Listen to pet sounds and put on ur shoes
Brian is a guy
And he's a guy yeah
Listen to smile and put on your shoes

Brian is the man
He made all this my dudes
Listen to pet sounds and put on ur shoes
Brian is a guy
And he's a guy yeah
Listen to smile and put on your shoes

JAZZ

we need weed and we need it now
we need weed and we need it now
we need weed and we need it now
we need weed and we need it now
we need weed and we need it now
we need weed and we need it now
we need weed and we need it now
we need weed and we need it now
And here we fuckin go and we need it now

Dingle Dog... the ultimate listening uxp [sic]... wait fuck
Dingle Dog... is the- is- I think - the ultimate... no fuck
Dingle Dog is the ultimate listening experience filled with
Twists and turns you can laugh and enjoy
Welcome to my universe

(She doesn't give a fuck, she'll buy weed for ya and it's for free just check out uh-uh-uh-uh)

Hey Mr. Crunch Man, how did you know
You really oughta enjoy the show

This is what-wh-wh

Oh golly, oh god Andy, you're tripping on the wire
(Holy fut, vukn dut) 
This situation is now dire
(I don't know where i am ut)
Ain't got no time to wallow in the myre

Holy shits I can't be goin outside my sits and
What the fuck is inside
Holy Shitngle doot-doot-doot-doot-doo and
Here we go Andy this is what I do holy fuck
I don't know where I'm at
My hand is split in half with an axe
Holy fuck I don't know what is goin' on

What the fuck is goin' on? what year are we in?
Holy fuckin shit — I'm dyin'
I don't care but it's all gone now

You better
You better
You better 
(you better tell your mom)

You better
On my bumphy oh ooo
(you better tell your dad)

Ooooooooooh

Tell your mom
Tell your dad
Tell your Sister (mom)
Tell your Uncle (swhose thirty six)
He has a butthole
(fuckem fuckem fuckem fuckem)
I have a buttle
(fuckem fuckem fuckem fuckem)
His name is jeffrey
(wait I can't say that we gotta cut it [editors note: these lyrics are in no animus way])
He's gotta butthole
(we gotta cut that part out of the song)
I have a butthole
(boots and cats)
And what he's overe a there
And I'm playing the bass
And I don't know what's goin on in my face
But I'll tell ya that I'm fine, because I am a freakout boy
I'm a freakout boy
I'm a freakout boy

BAH BAH BLACK SHEEP HAVE YOU ANY FUCKEM
DONALD TRUMP IS A BIG FAT FUCKEM
DINGLE DOG IS HERE
NOW THIS SONG'S FOR DARCY
WHO IS HERE
.....DOO
AAND HERE WE FUCKIN GO!
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT AND THIS HAT'S A WHOLE IN

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