Lyrics:
I get more billings than the parkland district
And Whyte Ave sit on my face for the bus
Trust me, I know some other salesman that
Rap the same way,
the travelling salesman, the girl next door
On the empty room to the bird on the corner
Less is less until more is more
And it's all for the sake of the song
The magician is tryin' to fool you
Politician is tryin' to rule you
I want to talk to the real you
So when you gonna be mine?
The salesman is
there stopped to think
What our lives might be like today
If Karl Marx was as good a salesman
As Walt Disney
The bacon brought
You home to cook
I want a job that's not too demanding
Like where you do a lot of standing
No way to be an elevator operator
No way a salesman, no way a waiter
the
Product and not the salesman (Swing, swing)
New York to Paris
Three hours because of tailwind
I'm so wave it's like I sailed in (Sailed)
I tell that tale
fixes whatever ails them
And now she treats me like a snake oil salesman, huh
Well, thank you for your vote of confidence
I don't give a shit about how
of humor
Left over from where you were fun
Speaking of, I haven't had much lately
Everything feels pretty much done
A wife and a kid and a salesman suit
as a cowardly little child
When our time is up, we'll be ashamed or proud
You stretch the truth like a crooked salesman
Telling lie after lie
After lie, but
Wishes to scrap everything and start in a new field. Any suggestions welcome, all replies answered. Box 909
Foam rubber salesman wanted.
Experianced in
as a cowardly little child
When our time is up, we'll be ashamed or proud
You stretch the truth like a crooked salesman
Telling lie after lie
After lie, but
and the mall rat
The veteran of combat
Sand coming out of her ears
The snake oil salesman
The put-em-all-in-jails man
Who finally got a name for his fears
as a cowardly little child
When our time is up, we'll be ashamed or proud
You stretch the truth like a crooked salesman
Telling lie after lie
After lie, but
from me
Now I see through the politicians well before they even say
And I can spot a salesman from miles away
But most of all I see when you've been
seventh grade.
So second rate.
My father was
A salesman.
I'm gonna be a sailor.
Passive sarcasm.
A fake i.d.
Jaded sullenness.
of an aging safety equipment salesman
Whose young but not so bright wife
Is willing more than to tolerate his unpleasant but harmless
Flights of fancy
between the black and white
We struggle in the gray
And I bargain like a salesman, every Sunday on my knees
I pray for the world's salvation, and all
There's a woman in the wardrobe singing Beatles out of tune,
And a salesman in the corner trying to blow up a burst balloon,
And the managing
limousines dirty
[Chorus: x4]
[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
Come on derrty be for real
I can let you know the deal like a salesman
I could get you out
should be kept like piggies in a pen
Don't wear a traveling salesman, though a tempting Tom he may be
For on your wedding night he may be off to far
should be kept like piggies in a pen
Don't wear a traveling salesman, though a tempting Tom he may be
For on your wedding night he may be off to far
curls
She in her own lane
Death of a salesman
Jhon Malkovich
Downloaded KIDS
I been rapping since
Smoking my tracks
Like it’s dat piff
Getting looks from
met
Maybe its my confidence got me thinking like I'm the best
Like a DJ Khaled ad lib
The car salesman of lyrics
I give them as is
But no returns cause
to lear more skills
Playing with words, sounds so nonsense
I'm learning to rule the wind
The sailor salesman, is what I believe
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