Track nine on Here Come The Bags!.

Lyrics

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I can make a straight line
Like one dimensional Steve
I can make a straight line
Like one dimensional Steve
I can make a straight line
Like one dimensional Steve
I can make a straight line
Like one dimensional Steve

One dimensional Steve
What a fancy web he weaves
The skeptics will believe in me and Steve
Steve

I can make a square
Like two dimensional Bill
I can make a square
Like two dimensional Bill
I can make a square
Like two dimensional Bill
I can make a square
Like two dimensional Bill

Two dimensional Bill
Needs more pressures for his mill
He takes it out to thrill
Me and Bill

I can make a cube
Hey girl!
Like three dimensional Doug
I can make a cube
Like three dimensional Doug
I can make a cube
Like three dimensional Doug
I can make a cube
Like three dimensional Doug

Three dimensional Doug
Sweeps you underneath his rug
Then he goes and pulls the plug
Because he’s Doug

Don’t listen, don’t listen
My words are just fizzling out in the sizzling desert of filthy lies
Just use your eyes
See through your mind’s disguise
And tell me what you see
Until you see me

I can move space and time
Like four dimensional Ben
I can move space and time
Like four dimensional Ben
I can move space and time
Like four dimensional Ben
I can move space and time
Like four dimensional Ben

Four dimensional Ben
Retires to his den
Then he goes and does it again
He’s fucking Ben
He’s Ben
He’s fucking Ben
Four dimensional Ben
Ben!