| Foxy man and the glitter picker upper
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| Foxy man and the glitter picker upper
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| Foxy man and the glitter picker upper
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| This song serves a purpose
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| Of a character introduction
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| Theres me a boy
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| In dier need of liposuction
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| With my pet dog books
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| Shes clumsy and crazy
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| Theres brian, a best friend of mine
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| Since we were babies
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| And the last character
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| Hes kind of hard to describe
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| Hes made of ceramics
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| And hes got 6 sides
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| Hes known as a box
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| Touch it feel it green hell
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| Theres something creepy about him
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| But i like him very well
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| And this here is a tale
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| Of 2 boys, 1 box, 1 dog
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| Going straight to hell
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| An adventure, like never before
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| All cuz its sunny out
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| And were going on tour
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| It was books, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me
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| It was books, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me
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| We got in the car, books was nutso like an ape
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| And brian unleashed one of his many bad tapes
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| I was in shotgun
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| Books and box in the back seat
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| Brian touched my thigh
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| And books through up all over me
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| (can't stop the van) repeated
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| We got to the show
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| And read our mail
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| Did you know mike parsell
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| Used to be in frail
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| We set up our amps
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| And they weighed a ton
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| Books grabbed the base
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| And the box got on the drum
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| The lights went down
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| We strummed the first chord
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| We thought the audience could handle it
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| But then they, they collectively went out of their gourd
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| It was books, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me
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| It was books, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me
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| So then we left
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| We got into the car smilin
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| I smiled more when books
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| Threw up on brian
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| And we were on for the next show
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| And it’s over
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| It’s over
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| It was books, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me
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| It was books, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me
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| It was books, my dog, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me
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| It was books, my dog, the box, brian, sokel, and me |