Dead Bart Lyrics

Dead, dead ol' bart

You are my favorite work of art

You're an unmarked police car

A different shade of blue

But I see through

I see through you

And Matt Groening

Im talking to you

And michael radio

Found Victim Number One

In a shed, vacant and dumb

Filled with all those little red bugs

It's a psyop of Petscop

Of all the GMOD ARGs

That I will never see

Cause you know it's bad luck to listen to

Iceberg Videos on these

Cold and frozen over roads

Buried in disbelief, dreaming of

The ways you think of me

Does your roommate

Still watch Nostalgia Critic

Like almost everyday

And does he still get depressed

But we see through

We see through you

And Dave Gravely

I'm talking to you

Smile dog

What went wrong

This song's just a little too

It's a psyop of Petscop

Of all the GMOD ARGs

That I will never see

Cause you know it's bad luck to listen to

Iceberg Videos on these

Cold and frozen over roads

Buried in disbelief, dreaming of

The ways you think of me