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henry bowers - real estate lyrics

[verse 1]
throw your hands in the air like they’re not attached
and realize without hands they’ll be hard to catch
now this party’s crashed – guess i took a part in that
cause the effect of this lobotomy is hard to match
they tell me to get a job and i’m like “no deal”
i’m on a break like mike scofield
now not another weight gon’ tire my shoulders
i watch the day go by like yoda
yeah, i’m from out of this world and you are being a fool
calling me european – you’re a pee in the pool
i’m so hot and hip that people call me firefly
and if you can’t see eye to eye then motherf-cker time to die
i’m the archetype of fright – do you wanna fight? not quite
i’m the one who put the “die” into “carbon dioxide”
welcome to the dark side – the opposite of light
not sure you’re gonna dig it but your daughters and sons might

[hook]
line ’em up in front of me and i’ll execute the lobotomy
line ’em up in front of me and i’ll execute the lobotomy
line ’em up in front of me and i’ll execute the lobotomy
gotta be the best idea and it’s feeling great
selling empty domes like it’s real estate

[verse 2]
let me give it to you straight – no monkey business
i’ll bring you to your knees like an uncle visit
this funky shiznits a part of my life
they told me to always try to see the positive side
so on 9/11 during the main event
i ran around the twin towers singing “it’s raining men”
i swing middle fingers in your face
i float like a b-tterfly and sting like the singer in police
you’ll be all over me like flies on sh-t
lend me your ears like when mike tyson bit
when i tightly grip the mic nicely fits into my palm
an extension of my arm – did i mention i’m the bomb
tell your friends to be alarmed cause i’m set to blow
check the flow – yeah i thought i ought to let you know
this ain’t no cordless mic – no the cord was the fuse
six million ways to die and we all gotta choose

(a lobotomy – there is no other way)

[verse 3]
some people get upset and they say to me
that my methods are immoral but c’est la vie
there are those who feast and those who get eaten
still some of my subjects are opposing their treatments
one punched me in the face and my only reply was
“funny huh – he didn’t strike me as a fighter”
seconds later i was ready for my next dispute
i’m the one who put the “cute” into “execute”
now let me let you in on what’s taking place
i’m emptying heads – i need vacant sp-ce
so tired of the same old paper chase
you know i need a bigger challenge so i raise the stakes
and of course i run my dollhouse with a bit of style
they’re like “did i fall asleep?” – i’m like “for a little while”
if your thoughts need a home then this deal is great
i’m selling empty domes like it’s real estate

(“did i fall asleep?” – “for a little while”)

- henry bowers lyrics

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