 So calculated, the words that come.
but the glorious shine of a polished tongue.
Have you been up practicing all night long?
Your mouth forms chords and arpeggiates.
at first its sweet but then nauseates.
have you been up sweating this all night long?
At the crack of dawn your out again
to show the world just where you stand
You dressed in your good suit today.
polished your shoes for such an occasion...
Pressed that shirt and slicked that hair
straightened that tie now get out there! Get out there!
The tile is burning through your rubber soles
The sweat is beading, forming tiny pools
You're pacing and you' re scaring the shit out of your kids
There's white foaming up in the corners of your mouth
The neighbor kids are laughing and pointing at your house
your wife's ashamed. she's pulling all the blinds.
You'd think you'd get the picture after time.
Your roof is slowly growing weak
sagging stretching like your speech...
Oh my science! he's on the roof again!
citing scripture and throwing up his...
They said "I dont think he's coming down"
They said "I dont think he's coming down"
Oh my science! he's on the roof again!
citing scripture and throwing up his...
Does he think he's conducting some great orchestra?
does he think he's conducting some great orchestra?
cause he's waving his hands
and I can't help singing:
"Oh my science! he's on the roof again!
citing scripture he's throwing up his hands.
Dear science he's on the roof again
citing scripture and throwing up his hands."
you dressed in your good suit today
(hes not missing a beat hitting every note)
polished your shoes oh what a waste
(not discouraged by their laughter)
pressed your shirt and slicked your hair
(hes not missing a beat hitting every note)
and all you got were empty
(not discouraged by sharp fingers)
stares...
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