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They Might Be Giants lyrics : "Cloisonné"

Mind your business
Mind your business
Mind your never-shut, Quonset hut business


My craft is exploding
It's like I'm making cloisonne

Choking on my dust
With my three blind cats


You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement
Business

Mind your business

Got too busy explaining

Now it's just raining pain
Pain in the form of a rain drop
Yes, a rain drop made of pain


Tell 'em the story, rain drop
"I don't want to tell 'em, mister!"

Tell 'em the story, rain drop
"I don't want to tell 'em!"


Keep your voice down
Keep your voice down
Keep your window-shaking, godforsaken voice down


I'm sick of this beeswax
I'm sick of these second-story sleestaks

Breathing on my dice
Giving me back rubs


When I'm deep in concentration
You start getting no conversatin'
Sleestak


What's a sleestak?
That's your heart attack

Towel rack
Fallback


You got no doctors
All your doctors have gone home
What's a sleestak?

What's a sleestak?

You have a friend in law enforcement

Don't go calling law enforcement
Cloisonne

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