This is a song about "No mountains"

You're uncool like my mother kin

No affiliation

No no no guarantees

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I'm not moving like a cartoon

No groom husband, no bloom

You ask me who i'm stroking now

No one no where no why no how

Had no ambitions and no drive.

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

I'm racing pacing these mountains, chasing that evasive fountain

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

- the mountains fell as seas were ragin when the beast awakened

No more money, no more fame

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame