We don't talk about Pluto, no, no, no
We don't talk about Pluto but

It's just a little strange (kinda completely strange)
That a show this simple threatens full-scale destruction of minds ('cause this is stuck in my mind)
Pluto, he lives as a normal dog with (monsters)
I'm jumping the gun here, that ain't right (I'm sorry for that, let's go on)
Pluto's a good boy but wait (somethin's amiss 'cause)
That Goofy almost shares his face (a furry before that term was)
Damage gets done to my brain (I might go insane, a little crazed)
We don't talk about Pluto, no, no, no
We don't talk about Pluto (hey)

Re-evaluating Pluto is a little humbling
Normally distracted, Goofy's klutzy, always stumbling
Can bet that if Donald isn't the joke's butt, Goof's that, ch, ch, ch
But in the brief blips when he isn't tumbling
Down the mountainside with that one scream, he's so bumbling
My brain always wanders to the very awkward fact, one that drives me mad:

They're not the same, that one's almost man
When you call Goof's name, he can say yours back
But the other? Streams of barks and drool, please (hey)
We don't talk about Pluto, no, no, no (we don't talk about Pluto, no, no)
We don't talk about Pluto (we don't talk about Pluto)

His sheer presence blurs the line on which shows rest (no, no)
The part where you go along with total nonsense (no, no)
But now the unreality is clear, I have to nitpick (hey) (no, no):
What is the deal with the anthro and non- split?

Can't not see that what happened off-screen
Is a ton of A-bombs filled the sky
You don't see any humans at all
Must have all mutated and died (oh yes, that old theory's on its way)
And the beasts that survived? Some had genes
That turned them into freaks, all anthropomorphic
But others didn't now (just missed)
They just became smarter, it's true (a little diff'rent now, that's my vision now)

Um, Pluto
Yeah, about that Pluto
I really need to know about Pluto
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Pluto
Super likely I'm reaching here, can't stretch thinner

It's just a little strange (kinda completely strange); re-evaluating Pluto is a little humbling, normally distracted, Goofy's klutzy, always stumbling; they're not the same, that one's almost man; can't not see that what happened off-screen
That a show this simple threatens full-scale destruction of minds ('cause this is stuck in my mind); can bet that if Donald isn't the joke's butt, Goof's that, ch, ch, ch; when you call Goof's name, he can say yours back; is a ton of A-bombs filled the sky
Pluto, he lives as a normal dog with (monsters); but in the brief blips when he isn't tumbling, down the mountainside with that one scream, he's so bumbling; but the other? Streams of barks and drool, please; you don't see any humans at all
I'm jumping the gun here, that ain't right (I'm sorry for that, let's go on); my brain always wanders to the very awkward fact, one that drives me mad; must have all mutated and died, that's right (oh yes, that old theory's on its way)
Pluto's a good boy but wait (somethin's amiss 'cause); and the beasts that survived? Some had genes; they're not the same, that one's almost man; can't not see that what happened off-screen
That Goofy almost shares his face (a furry before that term was); that turned them into freaks, all anthropomorphic, not nonsense; when you call Goof's name, he can say yours back; is a ton of A-bombs filled the sky
Damage gets done to my brain (I might go insane, a little crazed); it ain't right, it ain't right, it ain't right, not right; but the other? Streams of barks and drool, please; it ain't right, it ain't right, it ain't right, just ain't right (hey), more beer
Don't talk about Pluto (why did I talk about Pluto?)
Not a word about Pluto (I never shoulda brought up Pluto)