LyricsTeeth Like God's Shoeshine

Modest Mouse

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Last update on: May 26, 2021
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From the top of the ocean - Yeah From the bottom of the sky -Goddamn Well I get claustrophobic

I can you know that I can [2x And he said: "I am not allowed much danger Keep in line you're an old friend stranger. You'll burn me if effigy and I'll burn you in effigy." A rattle snake up in buffalo Montana He bit the leg of the old sheriff Ha! That boy fell down on his harelip -Ow! Ow! Well I might be wrong But you you tag along And we we all been wronged And I get dizzier by the mile Said hell! The money's spent Went to the county line And paid the rent said "Uh-oh." Oh! If you could compact your conscience Oh! And you might. Oh! If you could bottle and sell it you might have done Oh! And you might Oh! If you could compact your conscience And sell it save it for another time You might have to use it. And the televisions gone Go to the grocery store, buy some new friends And find out the beginning, the end, and the best of it Well, do you need a lot of what you've got to survive? Here's the man with teeth like God's shoeshine He sparkles shimmers shines Let's all have another Orange Julius This syrup standing in lines The malls are the soon to be ghost towns So long, farewell, good-bye Take 'em all for the long ride And you'll go around town No one wants to be uptight anymore You can be ashamed Or be so proud of what you've done But not no one, not now, not ever or anyone Take 'em all for the sense of happiness That comes from hurting deep down inside Or you can walk th line and give a shit I'm on the corner of this and this and this and this And its all all wrong, and its all all gone Well, you can add it up and give a shit Go to the family doctor Its all worth it And its all all gone, and its all all wrong Here's the man with teeth like God's shoeshine He sparkles shimmers shines Let's all have another Orange Julius Thick syrup standing in lines The malls are the soon to be ghost towns So long, farewell, good-bye And the telephone goes off Pick to receiver up, try to meet ends And find out the beginning, the end and the best of it

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