I turned the commercial into a creep show I painted the gods with their bodies all day glow It's summertime and it's the time to strut in a strut I'm gonna strut, strut, strut I'm combing my braids, I'm seizing my brains I'm drinking shampoo and I'm tasting my grave I'm wearing myself inside out And I'm wearing my welcome inside out I'm drinking shampoo and I'm tasting my grave I'm wearing myself inside out And I'm wearing my welcome inside out It's summertime and it's the time to strut my stuff People get touchy, wanna touch my thighs Take a vacation in the friendly skies Peacock heart, I wanna grunt and groan Cut and paste all I've ever known It's summertime and it's the time to strut in a strut I'm gonna strut my stuff Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh With my peacock hands And my tangerine skulls And my grizzly bear face And my voice from Target It's summertime, gonna strut my stuff I'm gonna strut, strut Going backwards in time With my questionable eyes And I'm drinking my grave And I sit on my face