Текст песни I Don't Give A Shit About Wood, I'm Not A Chemist

they shaved off fourteen points for ugly.
they dumbed down the structure like some amputee.
a broken bible salesman going door to door selling mouthfulls of shit.
flowers spread across his teeth.
bloody imprisoned in his slacks.
shouting at size ten and a half feet.
remember when we were young?
(ohh)
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(ohh)
these choppers won't chew no more
(ohh)
these knees won't bend no more
(ohh)

this face can't sell the words for sure.
there are a million other birds from sidewalk to ceiling to the cats
who called the shots while i dipped in the fingertip sleep.