Cookout lyrics
by Bo Burnham
You guys seem like you're on my side, right?
Alright, let’s change that...
Grab a seat
Have something to eat
Help yourself, it's all right
If you want a beer, they're over here
But we only got Coors Lite
Try a chip with my homemade dip
The stuff is outta sight
Right before bed, we’ll shave your head
Good to see you're dressed in white
'Cause it's a Klan cookout
'Cause it's a Klan cookout
Klan cookout
Here's my wife slash sister
She brightens up my day
She went away and I missed her
'Cause my mom’s a lousy lay
Don’t hang with foreign fellows
It'll only be your loss
Stay here and roast marshmallows
By the burning cross