I'm just gonna set this down... perhaps, yes, here looks good...
(Apropos, defined.)
Listening to something nice so looked up the lyrics in case anyone else wants to check 'em out
Love Cake. (sorry, the cut and paste still gets the AH silly language censorship thing going)
Okay alright, uh no
This one, this one, this one
Heads of state, who ride and wrangle
Who look at your face, from more than one angle
Can cut you from their bloated budgets
Like sharpened knives to chicken mcnuggets
Now heads of state, who ride and wrangle
Who look at your face, from more than one angle
Can cut you from their bloated budgets
Like sharpened knives to chicken mcnuggets
Shut the truck up, no
Shut the truck up
(Shut the truck)
Right, right
Learn to buck up
(Shut the truck)
Right, shut the truck up
Hey ho
(Shut the truck)
Now, now
Learn to buck up
(Oh)
One, two, one two three four
Alright
Now, nimble fingers that dance on numbers
Will eat your children and steal your thunder
While heavy torsos that heave and hurl
Who crunch like nuts in the mouth of squirrels
Now, nimble fingers that dance on numbers
Will eat your children and steal your thunder
While heavy torsos that heave and hurl
Who crunch like nuts in the mouth of squirrels
Shut the truck up, no
Shut the truck up
(Shut the truck)
Right, now
Learn to buck up
(Shut the truck)
Right, shut the truck up
Hey ho, ya
(Shut the truck)
Ya ya
Learn to buck up
Now, simple feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smoky spires
Do more to turn, my joy to sadness
Than somber thoughts of burning planets
Now, clever feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smoky spires
Do more to turn, my joy to sadness
Than somber thoughts of burning planets
(Shut the truck)
Alright, okay I don't
(Shut the truck)
Wanna, I don't wanna hear it
That's right
(Shut the truck)
Oh, okay I don't wanna
(Shut the truck)
I don't wanna
(Shut the truck)
Hey, ho, ya
(Shut the truck)
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
(Yea, one two one two one)