B612 lyrics
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Artist: Grüvis Malt Album: Simon
Lyrics
Certain things about cubicle habitation magnify the un-parallels in our relationships "So, hey what's up? I'm (a) cancer." And I'm proactive, desert style--- I will not drink for forty miles A labor born of need: cesarean success Self-inflicted or not, I find myself on the farthest star Foreign to everything like I woke up with a german tongue Find yourself another backbone! You make me talk like a disgruntled housewife! Consider this song jello on your chess board!
What follows is a "subjective" study of objection to the relations I can't relate to:
My 8:30 wake up call is a nail gun and a table saw I tiptoe through the sawdust A gamble with no tetanus And all my walls are undressed, not unlike a jail cell Just more potential "Good morning sun, good morning cold floor!" A shower in the tower with no soap and no razor Walktheboycookpotatoesstartcomputermakeatable Running an office in a construction zone---drilling, lies, and a tireless telephone And at 1am when I finally take my inventory I'm confronted by the glaring contradictions of my story: I've never been so in debt I've never worked so hard I've never been so in love I've never been so scarred And if I wake up one day and find that we don't mix Don't be surprised if I move on and turn a prefix to a suffix
8:30 wake up call / 11 a.m. I roll off of my magnetic bed Nail gun and a table saw / I saw myself in the ceiling mirror Tiptoe through the sawdust / i'm still dusted from last night A gamble with no tetanus / I shot myself one of these *wink* And all my walls are undressed / i'm dressed up in shiny pants Not unlike a jail cell / I sell myself with every glance Just more potential / just for potentially advancing my career with every tanning salon I'm steppin' into Good morning sun / good morning smog Good morning cold floor / good morning cigarette A shower in the tower with no soap and no razor / inspecting my reflection on the hood of my corvette Walk the boy / shades up I cook potatoes / top down Start the computer / my pager's on Make a table / I'm la bound Call the office / call the office from the car phone Let the world know / let the world know that the man has left home And at...when I take my... / and at 12 noon when I take my first break I'm confronted... / I'm confronted at the crossroads--- take the lobster or the steak?
I've never been so in debt / to me I've never worked so hard / for me I've never been so in love / with me I've never been so scarred / by me And if I wake up one day and find that we don't mix Don't be surprised if I move on and turn a prefix to a suffix
7:30 woke up from a sparkling premonition: I saw great things for this band, and by "great" I mean "money" Saw, i'm selling a lot of studded girls t-shirts I saw myself making more money off of you than you All my walls are covered with legitimizing autographs Not unlike the walls of a very temporary [record] label staff Good morning sun / good morning toupee Good morning cold sore Everything is seasonal within my closet doors I walk the boy / I jog a mile I cook potatoes / i'll get a bagel I start the computer / a rolling stone And make a table / and a bubble bath We got big things are on the horizon By "big" you mean "small" I have the most proficient engine Yeah, but all you do is stall So at 4:30 when I have yet to make some calls I cut out of work early to make it down to big n' tall I've never been so in style You've never been so out of touch You've never been involved so little You've never assumed so much
You don't have to lie to me We're not on the same page Stay out of my way, and you'll still get paid
You are sailors on a train ride making sales/sails blind You are stuntmen in your trailer saving your hides Don't you take me out of real work And into your fake industry Rawr
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Simon" album track list
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