I went to the barber and got this hair cut
It's my first Mohawk
And since the new hairdo
I have felt strange sensations in my gut

I think I have developed a sort of Mohawk schizophrenia
Perhaps I'm just a little nervous about the hype
There's Y2K and entering into the new millennia
But the waking visions I'm experiencing are of the strangest type

Body parts flying through the air
A sun scorched woman at the beach with an ass on her face
A brotha' with a dick for a nose
What the hell is this place?
It seems like anything goes.

Have I finally gone crazy and thoroughly lost it?
Ah…it doesn't matter,
My brain is cookie dough batter.
I'm totally lit.