Butterside

This spins the Red Hot Chili Peppers "Otherside" into a song of toast dropping.

Down on, down on butter side
Sad to waste my slice of toast
I don't believe it's bad
Slip, my toast goes so high over

I heard a noise from the ceiling fan
It caught a cut and saw upwards fast
Against the wall with a buttery smack
I gotta scrape it on the butter side

Behind the freezer's never been this clean
There's some dust bunnies who will never run free
Stringy things all from inside a lime rind
I gotta scrape it on the butter side
Scrape it on the butter side
Scrape it on, scrape it off

Down on, down on butter side
Sad to waste my slice of toast
I don't believe it's bad
I slip, my toast goes oh, wherever

Button eyeball and a ticket stub
The ashtray's missing a cigarette butt
Some crusty dough off of the kitchen rug
I've got to scrape it on the butter side

A scrabble tile and a pencil lead
Some fish food flakes and an old date pit
Fuzzy furballs from a furby's head
I gotta scrape it on the butter side
Scrape it on the butter side
Scrape it on
Scrape it off

Down on, down on butter side
Sad to waste my slice of toast
I don't believe it's bad
I slip, my toast goes oh, wherever

Scrape it on, scraping off the floor side
Place it on, freshen up the butter side
Propel my jelly to a sticky slam
I fear it's out, I fear it's out
And now I'm down to jam

Down on, down on butter side
Sad to waste my slice of toast
I don't believe it's bad
I slip, my toast goes so high overhead, on
Down on, I don't believe it's bad
I slip, my toast goes oh, wherever