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thief A song about trying to get a scared, lazy friend off their can and back into the world.© 1996 CHRIS BUTLER/© 1996 FUTURE FOSSIL MUSIC (BMI)
up all night yelling at each other ‘bout art and life ya know, you’re a known sponge freedom is finite most of our time’s spent standing in line passing it from hand-to-hand ya keep it a minute then give it to the next man be patient cue up and wait your turn well, plow it back in your work so each object represents a chunk of thirst compacted gorgeously filleted but then again, man... maybe ya just need to get laid! but not you, brother you’d rather spaz and squirm blowing all your liberty bonged-out bingo’s zig-zag trajectory if you’re ground zero i’d say you were damn lucky it’s a chain letter but, brother, you always want cuts and when it's your turn, you’re lazy you let it rust... CALLED HIM A THIEF... i put my best foot forward and kicked a man tripped a thief with my time on his hands i put my best brain in to come up with this but where’s yours, Jim, are you saving it? well, man, that’s exactly my point... v2 but maybe it’s me when i borrow something i try to be careful not to break it freedom is flimsy cut yourself off and it cracks and tears man, we’re all scared but you’re afraid of something that’s isn’t even out there you’re an embezzler darker than a bank vault at midnight whaaa..? ya gonna shrivel in the sunlight? living in a vacuum sucks come and hang with the rest of us schmucks and stop embarassing us... stop embarassing us... stop embarassing us... I CALLED HIM A THIEF...
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