Lyrics:
about the weather
I'm not here to say what's easy
I'm not here to make it pretty
We don't have nowhere to cry together
There's creepy salesman
gonna switch this little bit because if you're a salesman that's not always true with the sales and we need to talk about something different you do not
돈 얘길 하지 않아도
쓰게 되지 돈을
no more benji
holl up bitch
i got that drugs
more than plug
항상 챙겨 다니지
모든 돈 되는
것들 다 팔어 난
salesman 넌 뭐
내 꿈은 popstar
네 꿈은 좆까
And the story goes
What is wrong with Thom McCann?
No wallabies, Rude salesman
Off to Sav-On. Tantrum.
I was banned.
Went to Wards to get some cords.
the truth
If everyone believes you
All attempts have failed
Every time the train derailed
Was sold on a plan, ignored the red flags
BULLSHIT SALESMAN
A friend
supposed to amount to
But I know What I ain't meant to be
A CNA wiping ass no more or a salesman selling Mitsubishi's
But bitches still making appointments
stumblin' up the street,
Like an old salesman kickin' the papers from his feet.
And that old time feelin' draws circles around the blok,
Like old women
as cool as a salesman as he opens the door
She's breakin' in a new new routine for the man who walks the floor
Mama insisted that I stay awhile
You're
been?"
"I'm just not myself when you're away."
He asked her for her hand for life,
And she became a salesman's wife.
He was home each night by
stumblin' up the street
Like an old salesman kickin' the papers from his feet
And that old time feelin' draws circles around the blok
Like old women with no
or drug trip
My panacea's in a Xerox shop
Have a nice day, you want it when?
Have a nice day, have a nice day
I didn't expect to find a salesman
to find sanctuary
So where’s the salesman?
My warranty plan?
Satisfaction guaranteed
Give me a reason (ou oh oh)
Give me a reason to believe
Enlisting
a long time
Big grip, get flipped
Hand over fist, that's quick
Snake oil salesman with the pitch, that's slick
Ain't no tellin' when it end
No
just can't quit, no
Chorus
Oh, I'm a sailor, keep on sailing
Out of my mind, out on the tide
I've got nowhere to be
I'm a sailor, not a salesman
Out
Oh, I'm a sailor, keep on sailing
Out of my mind, out on the tide
I've got nowhere to be
I'm a sailor, not a salesman
Out on the line, nothing to hide
Lily's eyes
Lily's wondering if mummy's watching her tonight
"Good morning!" says father Mars
Presenting a salesman's cheerful face
His mouth is
I loved the way your name tasted on my tongue
sweet talk to me
like a salesman would do
come raise your blade
I will lay me down for you
beat your
I've never met a salesman like you before
Lines of the world just rippin' us apart
Scratch ran out along the way
Think I got one more word left
I've never met a salesman like you before
Lines of the world just rippin' us apart
Scratch ran out along the way
Think I got one more word left
just fooled you for a minute
I don’t know what you see in me
I don’t know what I’ll do when you find out
That I’m just a used heart salesman
Living
yours"
She said, "I know you, you're a salesman's son
And you're pimping pretty junk"
And I said,
"What am I supposed to do
They've built the scenes
a salesman's PR exercise
Style is the new currency
Two
Two days, two days of paradise
Two days, two days of paradise
No-one is safe outside the shopping centres
knew
You know old Ronnie Reagan
He was a shoe salesman's son
He got himself in the movies
Yeah, he impressed everyone
He thought trial by fire
knew
You know old Ronnie Reagan
He was a shoe salesman's son
He got himself in the movies
Yeah, he impressed everyone
He thought trial by fire
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