OK
All right
Oh 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 (sharpening?) knives through 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 through chicken mcnuggets.

(Shut the f___...)
Oh no
Shut the f___ up.
(Shut the f___...)
Right right
Learn to buck up
(Shut the f___...)
Right
Shut the f___ up.
Hey
Ho
(Shut the f___...)
Now
Now
Learn to buck up.
Oh
1,2, a 1,2,3,4
Hey
Ho
All Right
Oh yeah
Oh hey hey

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 mouths 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 mouths of squirrels.

((both)Shut the f___...)
Oh no
Shut the f___ up.
(Shut the f___...)
Right now
Learn to buck up.
(Shut the f___...)
Right
Shut the f___ up.
Hey ho yahhhh
(Shut the f___...)
yahhh yahhh
Learn to buck up.
Right hey

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 f___...
All Right
OK
I don't
Shut the f___...
want to hear it
That's right
Shut the f___...
All Right
All Right
OK
Shut the f___...
I dont wanna
Shut the f___...
Yeah
Ho
Teah
Shut the f___...
I dont wanna
I dont wanna
OOOH
OOOH
OOOH
OOOH
OOOH
yahhh
OOOH
OOOH
Yahh
HO
Yahh
f___ you
Yahh

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