The Great Lego Mystery ft. Desi.Exe Lyrics

Hey, I wanna tell you a story

It's actually true, I didn't make it up for dramatic effect or nothing

And despite the overall absurdity of the thesis, it's actually real

And you're probably gonna listen and say, wait a minute, that can't be real

I mean, this is obviously a story he made up for dramatic effect

It's just a good premise for a song

But no, no

I swear on the gods of cinema that this is 100% real

So you guys know about like Legos, right

Obviously, I mean, it's like little building blocks and they come with like instructions

And you build things with them, right

You guys know what I'm talking about

Joe, the story

Oh, right, sorry

Anyway, yeah, it's kind of perplexing and I sort of don't know what to make of it

And I wanna share it with you

Maybe you can offer some clarity if you hear it

Tell me what to do

Without further ado

The Great Lego Mystery

So, it started just a couple years ago

I was hanging at home trying to write a demo

When the doorbell rang, it caused me such distress

I'm like, who dares disrupt my creative process

So I opened the door in spite of all my pride

Well, surprise, there happens to be no one outside

Just packages on the steps

Where packages seem to be, I pick it up

Hey, it's addressed to me

I'm like, okay, it's not my birthday or anything

Wondering what type of joy neurosis this package will bring

But when it comes to a gift, you know I'm always down

So I rip it open eager ever

Never guess what I found

There's this little bag of Legos

No note or instruction

No return address or a clue for deduction

The panic attack comes on strong

I try to relax

I'm like, what the hell did someone try to send me anthrax

And as much as I was confused, I was intrigued, even thrilled

So I go on inside and I start to build

And soon enough I have without any directions to add

Walter White and Jesse Pinkman from a Breaking Bad

Who's been sending me Legos

I wonder

I wonder

Who's been sending me blocks from my past

Blocks from my past

Who's been sending me Legos

I'm not furious

I'm just curious

And how long will it last

Well a year goes by as years usually do

And soon enough I forget about my mystery who

So I'm rewatching Better Call Saul

Hanging with Kim and Jimmy when I knock knock on the door

Now who could that be

It's another package discovered with Legos to behold

I'm like, alright, now I think this shit is starting to get old

Why me

I think

Is this a test

A prank

A threat

Or a coveted quest

But my curiosity bests me like it did before

I grab the package and I close the door

It takes a little time but soon the answers show

A Lego set of John Paul, George, and Ringo

Now hold up, I say, this is truly bizarre

How could this person know my love for Lennon and Starr

How could they detect

How did they know that Breaking Bad is like my favorite show

Who's been sending me Legos

Oh who who who

Who's been taunting me to such a degree

Is it you? Is it you

Who's been sending me Legos

Some assembly is required

Hey Desi, what about you man

Other day I was back at the crib-o

In the kitchen just whipping some eggo

Joe hit my line I responded with ayo

But he panicking talking bout Legos

Tell the bro gotta relax

He told me he put together the facts

I start to listen, the call starts to crash

But I see someone walk by through the glass

I open the door but I'm weak in the abdomen

Nothing here, I guess I imagined it

See a box, suspicious in packaging

Open up, it started unraveling

Hundreds of pieces it left a boy speechless like when am I gon find the time

But to throw them away at the end of the day, I feel I committed a crime

So I just started building

No instructions, just going on feeling

No discussion, I'm focused, it's thrilling

Never rushing, no Soviet dealings

I step back and look at what I built

And it made me glad

Built the 86 motorhome

Pinkman had from Breaking Bad

So I grab my phone had to call Joe back

Won't believe the day I had

Someone sent me Legos to build a Breaking Bad minivan

Told him that's the weirdest thing that I've been through

And after a pause, he responded me too

Crazy

It's been seven years and the Legos have stopped

Not a cardboard box or a package dropped

I'll never find the answer or the gratification

But maybe it's best left up to the imagination

But if you think you know, will you please reach out

It's been driving me crazy, filling me with such doubt

And will they send again

Well, only time will tell

But I figure till then, it's all good and well

You know I'm down for a gag or a bit gone too far

But night after night, I wonder who you are

Will you ever show up so I can see

Will you ever reveal your secret identity

And if there comes a day when you do show up at my place

I'll welcome you with open arms and a warm embrace

And if you feel so obliged, I'd offer you some tea

So come through, just be true, and build some Legos with me

Who's been sending me Legos

Man, I'm all bricked up

Who's been giving me treats from a secret way

Trying to block out this anxiety

Who's been sending me Legos

Let me piece this all together

Will they come out of hiding one lovely day

No, but seriously

I want to know who you are

I won't be mad or nothing

I actually really like the challenge of having to build Legos without any directions

Like it really stimulates a part of my brain that lies dormant for most of the year

I mean puzzles, mysteries, secret messages

I love that shit

It tickles the medulla oblongata or the cerebral cortex or something

I don't know

I'm not a scientist or a biologist or nothing

But seriously, like, let me know

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Let me know

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Let me know

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