Lyrics:
it's as just another lover
It's a simple choice of how you see your life.
A singer's just another traveling salesman
Another night, another town
You could flap you wings a thousand miles away
Butterfly
A laughing salesman sings
His world so far away
Butterfly
Butterfly (repeat)
You
to pacify all the killers and rapist
The chemist died in the burglary and they sold the prescription
For a case of cheap red wine to a traveling salesman
to a traveling salesman
In a three-wheeled jalopy, he bought and sold potions
To the city that looked over the ocean
And he sold the last drop, it was big
so leaned out
I think she's burnin' Pam
I'm the son of a locker salesman
She calls me her lover man
Don't you talk about my
Don't you talk
The beachcomber's waitin' for the tide
Farmer's daughter's waitin' for the salesman
To take her into town
The city slicker's waitin' for the country boy
I'm number one and feted as such
On today's Salesman Recognition Day
Encomiums, they never get old
In this old racket you are what you've sold
another salesman
Come a knockin' at my door
I'm gonna pick up a rock and hit him on the head
And knock him down on the floor
Repeat Chorus
a long year
Dancing up and down that aisle
Pestering my savior just to let me see your smile
The salesman was drunk
My training shot to the fore
I put my
Every travelin' salesman whoever rode the highways
And every guitar picker whoever chased a dream
And ended up in a motel room starin' at four walls
a test drive down Michigan Avenue
Now my ma she fingers her wedding band
And watches the salesman stare at my old man's hands
He's tellin' us all 'bout
lotsmorestuff!
Salesman #2 and #3:
You really, really ought to!
How could I afford not to?
Happiness wait's at the Stuff-Mart!
All you need is lots more
Stuff!
doesn't smoke
A travelling salesman tells her a joke
She just stares out the window as they're packing that jet
Not quite sad, but she's not laughing yet
The spokesman, the cheer man, the salesman
Used to spread the white shit like hail man
And I moved more bags than the bellman
Now I'm the man
man, the gun man, the mailman
The spokesman, the cheer man, the salesman
Used to spread the white shit like hail, man
And I moved more bags than
your hand in mine?
Fanon Street on an afternoon
Such an easy way to get it to
But the hard soap salesman said no dice
When I asked politely for
salesman hittin' things from women
Or whatever
Allah Uhakbar, Lord Jamar spit in devil's face like Roberto Alomar
Choke a Phillie L like Latrell
salesman and the Friday night time dinner out time crowd
Some were seeking stimulation in the laughter noise and drinks the music loud
This song is for you
but the salesman said hold on
For a little cash I've got a two-tone Nash, out behind my barn
Chorus
If the Devil danced in empty pockets he'd have
We run the country
We the people prove it
We're the heart and soul
We the people
We are the country
Here's to every salesman on the telephone line
every man who ever rose and flew
There was a man who cried
Even preachers must pray
Even salesman buy
Do what's right for you
Darlin', all you can do
home
I'd rather carouse around all day
Than move into a home
Plow through rest area San-o-Lets
Splat goes the lonely salesman
Still wanking in
told the friendly salesman that
"You'll all die in your cars
And why's it gotta be dark?
And you're all working in a submarine"
(Asshole)
She
Dream back the lips
Of that traveling salesman, Mr. Jim
He smelled of miracles
With stained glass whispers
You loved his laughter
You tremble
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