Lyrics:
Control, now I'm all grown up, ooh
Free at last
Out here on my own
Ooh ooh ooh yeah, hee
Now control this
Uh control, that's right
Control, career
As I cruised out one evening upon a night's career
I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer
I heisted out my signals which she so quickly
Didn't amount to anything
The attention I need is much more serious
A kind of weight you couldn't lift
Even if your cheap career depended on it
I
make a career out of doing the beat box
Nah, I know you ain't saying you know how to beat box
Don't be trying to play me out
Give me some old
a month
Sold some Apple stock to buy a farm, I needed to stunt
I told 'em take the back end points, he wanted to front
Now his career's in a blunt
These
to anything
The attention I need is much more serious
A kind of weight you couldn't lift
Even if your cheap career depended on it
I need someone much more
we learned more than we earned
When we got paid by Cash
Then came the time when our career
Demanded that we go
And through some tears we all
for me
It's the Bel Air for me, I'm in Bel Air
Big Cheddar, keep it cool nigga, LL
Big career, thick bitch, big derrière
Big career, it's been lit
be blown
If anybody hears or so happens to see,
girl you got your career and i got family
and girl thats why
we cant let the industry know
because
wand
Yeah pass me that stick ain’t talking baton's
(brrr)
That shit gon make a bitch go poof
Killed so many careers look at the proof
I rallied all
your
Career's moving in slow-mo
Left me in the dark, man
That shit was a low blow, low blow
Oh no, fuck this shit, I'm going solo
Looks like your
doing it my way, getting my way for years
In my career, uh
And every lover, oh
In and out my life, I've hit, love, then left in tears
Without a care
Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
And where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns
Don't bother; they're here
commenced his wild career
And many a wealthy nobleman before him shook with fear
It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor
Bold, brave and undaunted
Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful life
A-rovin' over the sea
Give me a career as a buccaneer
It's the life of a pirate for me
Oh, the life
career was my excuse
Until I saw you about to drown in your own tears
And as you cried in my arms
You woke up my heart
And I saw again what I found
really don't get it but good for you
Well, good for you
I guess you're gettin' everything you want
You bought a new car and
Your career's really takin’
dammit, pause
This nigga pocket fatter than Santa Claus (ohhh)
This nigga career big like some granny drawers
Hadda get a piano to put his grammy
gonna change you like a remix
Then I'll raise you like a phoenix
Bring home the boys and scrap, scrap metal the tanks
Get hitched, make a career out
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
All work and no play,
Makes Dick a dull dull boy, career gets in the way.
Square jaw, ooo, such a handsome face,
Why do you have to save the human
nigga
Slave to the pussy but I'm just playin' the field nigga, yeah
Are these people really discussin' my career again?
Askin' if I'll be goin'
I right on trend
Or has my career reached the end
Who am I and what should I be
How does everyone perceive me
Who am I, am I right on trend
Or has my
Hello. They Might Be Giants are happy to be on a radio program for the first time in their long-illustrious careers.
1985 has been a very good year
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