| My wisdom teeth are causing me trouble
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| Forming a huddle in the back of my mouth
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| And now to talk is a struggle
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| So I trade the punchlines for more of a subtle approach
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| And just hope you decode more than all of the puzzle
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| 'Cause of course I’ve gone pop, I wasn’t born in a bubble
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| Fuck my kingdom for a horse, I’d give my horse for a cuddle
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| And I’m bored of all the posturing a lot of hip hoppers bring
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| Sincerity’s like love: it doesn’t cost a thing
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| So always check the pocket of your jeans
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| Before you set the rinse on the washing machine
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| Buy a stack of birthday cards and presents
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| So you can use them in the event that you forget them
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| Then throw away fifty things you haven’t used lately
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| Ideally you’d only keep what you use daily
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| Make the phone call that you’ve been putting off for months
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| It’s a load off your mind and you’ll be done in time for lunch
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| Pull out my wisdom teeth
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| To give to each of you
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| Who never will admit defeat
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| And I think I’ll be A-OK
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| If I live to see the day
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| My wisdom teeth decay
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| Pull out my wisdom teeth
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| To give to each of you
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| Who never will admit defeat
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| And I think I’ll be A-OK
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| Yeah, I’ll be A-OK
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| I see and hear quotes everywhere
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| Proverbs and advice from experts, sages and inspirational figures
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| But it’s not particularly useful in comparison to the wisdom I’ve acquired
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| Simply through living my day to day, mundane life
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| And with these abilities, I’m on a Steve Miller steez
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| We hear so much deep advice
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| Philosophical insight on the way we should lead our lives
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| But you don’t really need to be Jesus Christ
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| Just read between the lines and then you’ll be just fine
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| You don’t need a preacher to teach or guide
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| You through the maze, each day leads you deep inside
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| So keep an eye out, see the lighthouse
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| Watch for the rocks and just reach for high ground
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| Patiently wait for the breeze to die down
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| Now I believe that we need a lie down
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| So I relax in the dentist’s massive chair
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| Puffing on a heady mix of gas and air
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| The psychedelicism’s elegance is evident
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| As black satin patterns pass and past passions flare
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| Yeah, and now there’s plasma everywhere
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| Pull out my wisdom teeth
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| To give to each of you
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| Who never will admit defeat
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| And I think I’ll be A-OK
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| If I live to see the day
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| My wisdom teeth decay
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| Pull out my wisdom teeth
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| To give to each of you
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| Who never will admit defeat
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| And I think I’ll be A-OK
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| Yeah, I’ll be A-OK
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| I never had such fun in my entire life
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| I’m feeling like Tenguy right now
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| Shoutout to Tenguy
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| He’s out there
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| Somewhere
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| I hope
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| Shoutout to you too |