Modest Mouse

Modest Mouse - Teeth Like God's Shoeshine lyrics

Yeah

From the bottom of the sky

Goddamn

Well I got claustrophobic

I can you know that I can

And He said:

"I am not allowed much danger

keep in line you're an old friend stranger,

you'll burn me in effigy and I'll burn you in effigy."

A rattle snake 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 all been wronged

and I dizzier by the mile

Said hell ya! The money's spent

went to the couty line

and pair the rent said "Uh-oh."

Oh! If you could compact you 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, and 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' 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, farwell, good-bye

Take 'em all for the long ride

and you'll go around town

no one want to be uptight anymore

You can be ashamed

or be so pround of what you've done

but not no more, not now, not ever or anyone

take 'em all for the sense of happiness

that comes from hurting deep down inside

you can add it up and give a shit give a shit

go to the family doctor

It's all worth it all worth it

and its all all gone, and its all all wrong

Well, you can add it up and give a shit give a shit

go to the family doctor

It's all worth it all worth it

and its all all gone, and its all all wrong

Here's the man with teeth like God' 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, farwell, good-bye

And the telephone goes off

pick the receiver up, try to meet ends

and find out the beginning, and end and the best of it.

Take 'em all for the long ride

and you'll go around town

no one want to be uptight anymore

You can be ashamed

or be so pround of what you've done

but not no more, not now, not ever or anyone

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