歌词
Cloissoné - they might be giants
Mind your business
Mind your business
Mind your never-shut
Quonset hut business
My craft is exploding
It's like I'm making cloisonné
Choking on my dust
With my three blind cats
You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement
Business
Mind your business
Got too busy explaining
Now it's just raining pain
Pain in the form of a rain drop
Yes a rain drop made of pain
Tell 'em the story rain drop
I don't want to tell 'em mister
Tell 'em the story rain drop
I don't want to tell 'em
Keep your voice down
Keep your voice down
Keep your window-shaking
godforsaken voice down
I'm sick of this beeswax
I'm sick of these second-story sleestaks
Breathing on my dice
Giving me back rubs
When I'm deep in concentration
You start getting no conversatin'
Sleestak
What's a sleestak
That's your heart attack
Towel rack
Fallback
You got no doctors
All your doctors have gone home
What's a sleestak
What's a sleestak
You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement
Cloisonné
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