The stick drops deep as does my handbag. I never travel, 'cause to travel is the spouse of drag. Beyond the walls of cats, life is defined. I think of buildings when I'm in a Japan state of mind. Hope the bag got some tag. My rag don't like no dirty lag. Run up to the flag and get the drag. In a Japan state of mind. What more could you ask for? The super stick? You complain about war. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the sic. I'm rappin' to the drum, And I'm gonna move your gum. Greasy, spiffing, scrummy, like a rod Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a pod.