everybody wants a piece of me
taxi drivers on the street
gotta go home gotta get some sleep
you ain't gonna get any money from me
i don't know
where i should go
i'm just smiling like a sculpture
inside my head
my brain is dead
i'm just smiling like a sculpture
hang around with no direction
open wide spread your infection
talk to strangers don't be shy
say your piece and make them cry
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