• Cock Mobster
  • Bleeding Brain Grow
  • Excuse You
  • I'm Fricking Awesome
  • It's Here
  • Paullelujah
  • Old Paul
  • Vulture Shark Sculpture Park
  • N.O.W.
  • Anarchist Bookstore part 1
  • Talking Time Travel
  • Salvation Barmy
  • A Somewhat New Medium
  • Burping & Farting
  • The Joy of Your World
  • Anarchist Bookstore part 2
  • An Introduction
  • School Anthem
  • Housemate Troubles
  • Props
  • MTV Get Off the Air, Part 2
  • Go Sane
  • Enter Pan-Man
  • Hairy Moth Owl
  • Make No Mistake
  • Senioritis
  • Allahu Akbar
  • Owl Pellets
  • Anarchist Bookstore, Pt. 1
  • A Very Sad Story
  • Get Along Song
  • The Name in All Caps
  • Burping and Farting
  • Lidgeon
  • Back On A White Horse
  • Power
  • Sampling Law
  • MC Fibonacci Sequence vs. Interrupting Rapper
  • Hot Guacamole, Feat. Doom
  • Science
  • Anarchist Bookstore, Pt. 2
  • Get Help
  • Drug Casual-T
  • Circumcision
  • Princess Superstar
  • MTV Get off the Air, Pt. 2
  • Ask Your Mama
  • Divorce
  • It Can All Be Taken Away
  • Lovage (feat Princess Superstar)

Is my distance from the mic proper

There's a college town, with olive green all around
Professors and skater punks rock SG Paul's Wall Of Sound
And there's an anarchist bookstore, there's more than you'd look for
A core of local folks wait for late lifts, there's often a great drift
To the shop for the Wednesday night five-to-eight shift
Cause the clerk at work is the prettiest gal in town, she cries during Allentown
She's a precocious socialist and she's willing to prowl around
She's twice as cool as the kids from her high school
Every Wednesday after French club she rides to work
with a stuffed Mastadon in the basket on her bicycle
If Noam Chomsky was from the Bronx he'd have been assassinated promptly
She said he was from the Bronx, he said you know what I mean, ignoramuses
Oh boy what a pain this is, said the only paid employee, the manager
I came for culture, not accounting, and a girl put a flyer up above the water fountain
She carried Clandestine two dollar mescaline in her blue collar mess tin
Plastered with stickers that said food not bombs, sex not proms, critical mass
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