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Booger Wall
02:50
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Wake up from my slumber
Nose canal gets plundered
Too lazy to leave my bed
Wipe it on my comfort
Wipe it on my mom's skirt
Or even on the dog's head
You'd think I'd clean up after I would finger bang my brain
You'd think I'd clean the stalactites, you better think again
Ever since I was three feet tall I wiped my boogers on the wall
Scolded by my mother
After she discovered
The fruits of my spelunking
Blamed it on my brother
Claimed twas peanut butter
But she wasn't buying it
You'd think I'd stop digging for gold at least by age ten
You'd think I'm bothered by the mold, you better think again
Ever since I was three feet tall I wiped my boogers on the wall
You'd think that at least in the end I'd pick it and flick it
You'd think my house would be condemned, you better think again
Ever since I was three feet tall I wiped my boogers on the wall
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2. |
What's it to Me?
02:00
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Well I don't want to be condoned, just be left alone
And I don't like my baritone in this microphone
Yea, well I don't mean to be obscene
I just never had or felt the need
To go and try to fake mental hygiene
Cus' what's it to me?
Well I don't want to pay the loan on my own headstone
And as I've grown I've become more prone just to bitch and moan
Yea, well I don't mean to be obscene
I just never had or felt the need
To go and try to fake mental hygiene
Cus' what's it to me?
And every day seems to slip away as I hit replay
And every day I try to not complain about my tooth decay
Yea, well I don't mean to be obscene
I just never had or felt the need
To go and try to fake dental hygiene
Cus' what's it to me?
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3. |
Nervous Tick
04:07
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I noticed as I undressed
Little tick who's in distress
Don't know who was more afraid
Of what the doctor had to say
Smother out your nervous tick
Treat it quick or you'll get sick
Don't panic you lunatic
Smother out your nervous tick
Sad is a life of little mite
Can't help but relate to its plight
Uncomfortable in my own skin
And doc's patient's running thin
Smother out your nervous tick
Lather on antiseptic
Why the hell did you lick it?
Smother out your nervous tick
The doctor's getting closer
I'm shattering my molars
Time seemingly moves slower
When can this all be over?
The prick of a hot poker
The nervous tick now smolders
Nothing left but his odor
Why can't this all be over?
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Mysterious Stains Jacksonville, Florida
Just a guy making music to slip in the shower to.
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