Cro-Magnon Chad Lyrics

Older Chad, the gains were had

But you still do that thing to me

In twenty years, Cro-Magnon Chad built the tools to purge you away

It's Ben Button regression

When you do that thing to me

In twenty years, Cro-Magnon Chad built the tools to purge you away

Whichever way the arrow bows,

The desperation checks me in the throat

Bending like an arid stick

So pliable it makes me sick