Me and my friend made a comic book
And I can split the atom of a molecule
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
Of a molecule, of a molecule
Or let 'em all die in exasperation
On the telephone, on the telephone
I can show you how to scratch a record
‘Cause I can lead a nation with a microphone
I'm all curled up with a book to read
My cause is noble, my power is pure
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Hands in the air like it's good to be
I see the strings that control the system
I can make anybody go to prison
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I can make money, open up a thrift store
In a holocaust!
I know how to run a business
Have 'em all killed by assassination
Through a telescope, through a telescope
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
And I can hit a target through a telescope
By satellite, by satellite
Sixty four miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can design an engine
Just because I don't like 'em
I can hand out a million vaccinations
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
And I can make you wanna buy a product
And I can see your face on the telephone
Songwriters: Stephen Malloy Brackett, Andy Guerrero, Jamie Laurie, Kenny Ortiz, Mackenzie Roberts, Jesse Walker
I have it all under my command
Movers, shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
No handlebars, no handlebars
Look at me, look at me
Because I can guide a missile by satellite
I can make a living off a magazine
And I can do anything with no permission
Look at me, look at me
And I can almost put it back together
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
And it feels so good to be alive and on top
My reach is global, my tower secure
Publisher: FLOBOTS MUSIC PUBLISHING
Just called to say that it's good to be
Even when the paths are all crookedy
No handlebars, no handlebars
No metronome, no metronome
And I can end the planet in a holocaust
Alive and I'm a famous rapper
In a holocaust, in a holocaust
In a holocaust, in a holocaust
And guess how long it took
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
Alive in such a small world
I can keep rhythm with no metronome
Look at me, look at me
With a microphone, with a microphone
And "I'm Proud To Be An American"
I know all the words to "De Colores"
I can do anything that I want, ‘cause look
I can do anything with no assistance
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
I can make new antibiotics
Driving and I won't stop
No handlebars, no handlebars
Have 'em all healed of their lacerations
I can take apart the remote control
No handlebars, no handlebars