Cal- by: unknown forgotten

I could see in his face that he was cheddared
He was talking about all this soul junk
And lively spirits that dance and drink
Powerful wicked sea serpents and ocean lilies
Fast cars and non-existent technology
I told him to shut the fuck up
And he just glared at me with his cheddared eyes
He just kept on rambling about gods and salt
Relating the two as if they meant something to him
I've never met a man as cheddar as him