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spot 1019 - copacetic lyrics

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ain’t nothing wrong with your tv set
it’s just that the good parts haven’t reached you yet

there’s a strange cl!cking on the telephone
i said why don’t they answer i know they’re home

better do what your mama says
sharpen your sword, clean off your fez
can’t let some fifteen dollar wh0r-
kick the wind out of your holy war

you got a line, i got a pole
let’s go down to the fishing hole
i know a place where the big ones bite
but only if you go down there late at night

a whole race of intelligent plants
poofting and w-nking and doing their dance
they were breaking and scratching and sniffing and more
they were using their bodies to mop the floor!

why work if you don’t get paid?
quit school and learn a trade

some fat chef with a bone to pick
putting something in your food to make you sick

a thick slab of angels food cake
some hashed brown potatoes and a half-cooked steak
a big bowl of the soup of the day
and a fresh strawberry milkshake

better do what your mama says
sharpen your sword, clean off your fez
can’t let some fifteen dollar wh0r-
kick the wind out of your holy war

so you caught a bullet, scared your wife
but god’s made you president-for-life
it’s destiny this time you’re prepared
in your nationwide bullet-proof underwear

- spot 1019 lyrics

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