This is the last of the tracks that needed remastering, so now it is a matter of getting the CD together.
Blame it all on my roots, But I make fursuits, That feature the oddest of things. Like six-legged cows, Or well-endowed sows, Or antlered alpacas with wings.
Now furs call me weird, But I put a beard, On a Mexican hairless and then, I put three arms, And some extra large charms, On a cross twixt a wolf and dolphin.
(Chorus) 'Cause my mind dwells in strange places, Where the residents are nutcases And blown away, But I'll be okay, Now I'm not big on social graces, But the other furs give me the weirdest faces, Oh my mind dwells in strange places.
I guess it was wrong that I put a thong On that fat old rhinoceros rear, But I had to be rough Cuz it covered up stuff That would cause ol' Doug Winger to fear.
Hey I didn't mean to cause a big scene I wouldn't if I'd only known That my gorgon's so real, it caused eyeballs to peel And turns everybody to stone!