Friday, April 25, 2008

All the Fucking Talk

Ladies ladies ladies
all you wanna do is talk talk talk
and shop shop shop
eat, shop, eat shop, and fucking talk

talk about love and process all its glory
hear about my love life and untangle all my stories
I like my life it's mystery, the tangled webs i weave
I like to keep it to myself and hunger for it beneath
I dress myself in the morning and I would rather make the money
than listen to you tell me how love is supposed to be

How can you define a gigantic mystery of love
you're so confused by it, you advertise idiot
magpie he cals it, and it rings true
going to Costco to spend your lunch hour
on hotdogs and super size value packs
no thank you magpie
i'd rather sit here and make money on top of money
than listen to your blathering blabber
go talk up another fucking ladder.

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