They Might Be Giants cloissonn

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One, two, three, four
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 dont want to tell em, mister!
Tell 'em the story, rain drop
I dont 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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