They Might Be Giants - Cloisonne текст песни

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Mind your business
Mind your business
Mind your never-shut, Quonset hut business
My craft is exploding
It's like I'm making Cloisonne
Choking on my dust
With my three blind cats
You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement

Business
Mind your business

Got too busy explainin'
Now it's just rainin' pain
Pain in the form of a raindrop
Yes, a raindrop made of pain
Tell 'em the story, raindrop
(I don't wanna' tell 'em mister)
Tell 'em the story, raindrop
(I don't wanna' tell 'em)

Keep your voice down
Keep your voice down
Keep your window-shakin' god-forsaken voice down
I'm sick of this beeswax
I'm sick of these second-story sleestacks
Breathing on my dice
Giving me back rubs
When I'm keeping concentration
You start gettin' all conversatin'

Sleestack,
What's a sleestack?
That's your heart attack, towel rack, fallback
You've got no doctors
All your doctors have gone home
What's a sleestack?
What's a sleestack?
You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement

Cloissone

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