Ok
Alright
Uh huh
This one, this one, this one
Heads of state who write 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
Now, heads of state who write 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 fuck up, shut the fuck up
Right, right, learn to buck up
Right, shut the fuck up
Hey-ho, now, now, learn to buck up
Oh
(One, two, one two three four)
Now nimble fingers that dance on numbers
Will eat your children and steal your thunder
While heavy torsos that heave and hurl
Will 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
Will crunch like nuts in the mouths of squirrels
Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
Right now, learn to buck up
Right shut the fuck up
Hey-ho, yeah, yeah, yeah, learn to buck up
Now simple feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smokey spires
Do more to turn my joy to sadness
Than sombre thoughts of burning planets
Now clever feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smokey spires
Do more to turn my joy to sadness
Than sombre thoughts of burning planets
Shut the fuck
Alright, ok
Shut the fuck
I don't wanna, I dont wanna hear it
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