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Toothpickin'
01:22
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Toothpickin!
Clearing out cavities
Toothpickin!
Giving my yellow a sheen
Toothpickin!
I know it's absurd
Toothpickin!
How i'm polishing this turd
Gargle the spit
Flush it into the sea
Look into the mirror to see
How my gums bleed
A swipe of a brush
and the spike of the pick
I don't remember thinking this morning
"I should look like shit"
Toothpickin!
Removing foreign debris
Toothpickin!
Giving my yellow a sheen
Toothpickin!
I know it's absurd
Toothpickin!
How i'm polishing this turd
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Bombing
01:31
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There's a stand up special
Inside my head
He's up on stage
A comedian
He's bombing so hard
It's a crime
He's got to think
of some better lines
Because nobody's laughing
There's a fisherman
Inside my head
Analyst of the
Human Id
Armchair
Anthropology
He casts the reel
of congeniality
But nobody's biting
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Nice Specs Kid
02:27
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4. |
Pawn Stars
02:37
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In the woods
Outside town
In the factory
Behind Denny's
On the stairs
to your dad's basement
On the rocks
By the coast
Arms folded across
standing in a straight line
Camera pointing up
like we just committed a crime
It's time to look tough
and sell some shirts to our friends
They've gotta pay full price
if they wanna get in
Oh what it costs
To spend a tuesday in a bar
My name's Rick Ross
and this is Pawn Stars
Five up on the stage
thanking the crowd for coming tonight
the people in the crowd
are the other bands that are playing tonight
and hey buddy that's fine
but ya gotta learn to keep it real
Leave out the five minute speech
about sex appeal
Oh what it costs
to spend a tuesday in a bar
Oh won't you look at us
We're real rock stars!
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Pity Gatorade
03:10
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Cell phone store employee
Hands me a gatorade
He thinks im homeless
I won't debate him
So I just thank him
He turns around and scurries away
Now he feels good about himself
And I suppose that's what really matters right
Carrot on the olive branch
Give me a quarter watch me dance
A salad wrap A tasty pint
Whatever helps you sleep at night
Bohemian woman
Hands me twenty dollars
She thinks im homeless as well
No I won't debate her
So I just thank her
She puts it in reverse and drives away
Now she feels good about herself
Now there's beer on my top shelf
Thanks lady!
Carrot on the olive branch
Give me a quarter watch me dance
A salad wrap A tasty pint
Whatever helps you sleep at night
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