Woke up this morning
Put on my shoes
They're filled with beans
My God, what do I do? Woo!
Empty my pockets
They're filled with beans
Try to run to the faucet
Ah! More beans?
When I take a sip of coffee, beans
When I reach into the mailbox, beans
When I carve into a pumpkin, beans
Everything is filled with beans
I look out my window, beans
Put my head against the pillow, beans
Can't kiss my wife, can't scream
My mouth is filled with beans
Ah! It was all a dream
Or was it some kind of premonition?
This reminds me of that movie where the plane explodes
Prophesied by actor, name of Devon Sawa
Perhaps it's up to me to stop this bean calamity
It's up to me to stop these beans
It's up to me to stop these beans
I don't touch the faucet
I don't put on my shoes
I head straight to congress
I tell 'em 'bout these beans
I made a chart and everything that said
"Beware of beans"
But when they opened their mouths
It's just more beans
In the halls of Congress, beans
In the Oval Office, beans
The beans are bottomless, beans
Everything is filled with beans
Every minute that the clock ticks, beans
Grows more preposterous, beans
If one man can stop this, it's me
Only I can stop these beans
Beans belong in a can
My name is Big Nick, and I'm running for President of the United States
I will get these beans off the streets
They're cold, they're wet, they stink
And only I can fix it (beans)
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