The Troglodyte Wins - Busdriver

And treat these itchy bedsores

(Get up) to making my indie-cred soar

My witty thread bores your kiddy pool party

This self-absorbed crowd is dull and foolhardy

(Get up) to face that’s like a homepage

(Get up) in a day as long as a stone age

I’m a quadruped pulling your dogsled

Yet in my mind we are all dead

I’m always telling them to (get up)

But they stand-by like bystanders until I (get down)

They’re camera-shy giant pandas and when they (get up)

They can’t comply to my standards especially when I (get down)

They’re camera-shy giant pandas…

Your retro hair band’s gonna blow up

Cause gay is the new black

And when you stray LA won’t take you back

I’m supposed to spearhead this Christian rap record

And not the musings of a winded fact-checker

So I feel about an inch tall

And I got pre-teens to enthrall

So I pimp all the cost shares, install the software

But still I feel like my back is against the wall

I’m always telling them to (get up)

But they stand-by like bystanders until I (get down)

They’re camera-shy giant pandas and when they (get up)

They can’t comply to my standards especially when I (get down)

They’re camera-shy giant pandas…

You can ward off U.S. wars

By fingering warped fret boards

See we exploit our talents so we can raise kids

Like my homie Trey, he’s the poor women’s Taye Diggs

But when it comes to love I stain the bedding

Catching bouquets at the wedding

But this don’t go hand and hand with your Volkswagon van

Because you voted in a defrosted Cro-Magnon man

The Troglodyte wins

Because you voted in a defrosted Cro-Magnon man

The Troglodyte wins

Because you voted in a defrosted Cro-Magnon man

We don’t believe in you