Now when Cosmo was young, he was young, he was young.
Upon the Marshall Islands he sung, yeah he sung.
He would sing about the Great Moth all day and all night.
People called her MOTHRA, yeah she was outta sight.
Being charged by hymnals,
Smokin dust till he coughed,
Some would label him a criminal,
And try to cast him off.
Others found him irresistible.
Cause he was a
Baby moth!
Baby moth, baby moth.
Baaaby moth.
Baby moth, baby moth
Wait, wait, wait. Wait a god damn minute guys. Who in the hell let Cosmo put out his own album? Seriously? Which one of you fuckheads thought it would be a good idea to let Cosmo structure his own solo album? I certainly didn’t approve of this shit. Look, that dust smoker even fucked up the order of these two tracks. Now everyone’s going to notice that birth should have come before baby, you fuckin moth head. And just what the fuck is a baby moth anyway? Isn’t that just a larva, a pupae, or a fuckin caterpillar anyway?
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