The Buffalo Songtext

Crustacean, all along the back right stall, please encase him in case he gulps down too much. Trapped inside, I ask him one last question, "where are all the buffalo". His reply, informative, he's miserable, "help me, let me out. Crawl out. That's right my friends you must crawl out into the halls and out the mouth of this beast. Crawl out. I hope you see the end is near, I hope you see the end, it's so near. Where are all the buffalo, surreal enormous buffalo. Where are all the buffalo. Don't you know, you're tearing me apart, yeah, my insides with your antique brand of clumsiness. The halls they reek of your sent. Oh, please crawl out and tell me where have all your buffalo gone.