Oppos in the kitchen
Oppos on the street
Bman76 naked through the cross walk
In the middle of the week

Half baked Oppos in the oven
Half baked Oppos on the bus
There’s a little bit of shitpost left in everyone of us

Goodpost- Lost and found
Shitpost- take a look around

I was out in FP
Where I hear they have it all
They got riots, fires and arguments
They got in the car
Politics and non-cars
Juke modern lust
Shake and bake life with the quake
The secret’s in the editing


We lost our V6 Accord Coupe
The HondaBro said
Looks like that muscle car
Has lost it’s transmission

We spent one dollar
Tryin’ to get a look at Gizmodo
I hear universal laughter
Singing out among the stars

Oppos in the galaxy
Oppos on the Earth
Strut naked towards eternity
We’ve been that way since birth

Half baked Oppos in the oven
Half baked Oppos on the bus
There’s a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us

Jukes, Jukes.
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa

Where’s the FP, who took the good Oppos
FP in the hands of some crazy ass people
FPpreachers with bad cars and dimples
The FP’s honest truth is it’s not that simple

It’s the evil in you, it’s the pagan in me
It’s the Tercel in him, she’s good ain’t she?
It’s that born again look, it’s the Juke and the Miata
Tell me what’s goin on, I ain’t got a clue

Here come the big ones - Miatas’s -
We all got ‘em, we all want ‘em. What do we do with’em?
Here we go I’ll tell ya

She said you’ve got to do your fair share
Now drive up half the prices
I treat my Miata like a temple
You treat yours like a tent

But the right word at the right time
May get me a little hug
That’s the difference between FiST
And a harmless Juke

Oppos in the kitchen
Oppos on the street
Bman76 naked through the cross walk
In the middle of the week

Half baked Oppos in the oven
Half baked Oppos on the bus
There’s a little bit of shitpost left in everyone of us


The future, Mods’s log, Star date 2000 and somethin’

We’re seven years from the end of Oppo
That’s a science fiction fact
Stef and her buddy Dusty
Now don’t look that abstract

So I’ll put on my Patrick George tape
And practice what I preach
Get Ja lost in the shitpost mon
As I walk along the page

Stay in touch with my insanity
Really is the only way
It’s a jungle out there kiddies
Have a very Oppo day