Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pick It Up, Drop It , by - Restiform Bodies. Release date: 29.09.2008
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pick It Up, Drop It , by - Restiform Bodies. Pick It Up, Drop It | 
| You drop it just to pick it up | 
| You pick it up just to drop it | 
| Drop it | 
| Drop it | 
| It’s the arcade coin operated organism | 
| It’s controlled by a stick | 
| It’s got a mouth with no lips | 
| Where the prize is dispensed | 
| The middle class got a prince, but | 
| He’s doubled over with laughter | 
| Once It’s granted his wish | 
| The claw machine dream | 
| Weaves huggable plush stuffies | 
| In supernatural color | 
| On a quarter from your mother | 
| crowded in the cage looking hungry and abused | 
| You grab for them, you get them, you lose them and feel confused | 
| Every so many turns, an increased | 
| Success rate will temporarily level | 
| Your chances of getting paid and | 
| The claw the toy crane | 
| Getting machine game | 
| Will tighten the grip strength | 
| And raise the prize | 
| Wait | 
| It’s a hail Mary of outrage, | 
| The basic motor reflex of a | 
| Sucker don’t want to admit that | 
| He’s been played | 
| It builds a junky to think broken | 
| He’s open to start shopping | 
| The claw’s is a heart stolen | 
| Focus on not stopping | 
| The customer’s dissatisfied | 
| The parking lot is paranoid | 
| Bargain hunters flinching like | 
| Spousal abuse veterans, just | 
| Reacting to the sound of the | 
| Public announcement system | 
| If there are toys in the machine, we’ve got no animal control | 
| But I’m going to settle this problem right | 
| I’m going up in the Plexiglas cell and I’m staying the night | 
| You never felt so shameless | 
| At home with strip mall royalty | 
| With the boy in the colorful stuffed toy bubble nativity | 
| Mother was so surprised she snapped her thighs shut | 
| Like she was closing her eyes tight and | 
| Bad lighting be sucked she went for the point and shoot, | 
| She shot my cave dive dash into the black hatch | 
| Fainted and flushed | 
| WE are coin coin operated organisms | 
| We destroy joy making these unpleasant decisions | 
| WE are coin coin operated organisms | 
| We destroy joy making these unpleasant decisions | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up up | 
| Yeah you pick it up up just to drop it, just drop it | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up up | 
| Yeah you pick it up up just to drop it, just drop it | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up | 
| Yeah you pick it up, pick it up, you pick it up, up | 
| The machine spoke a spell so sweet and revealed much | 
| I sunk my elbow deep in the chute to retrieve plush | 
| Fuck this slow ride round a gold pole | 
| The mall’s trashed, the miniature carousel is wack and | 
| I’m an old soul I eat the whole thing | 
| In the frenzy just to retrieve my prize I spilled my cold drink | 
| The massive trapped by the spectacle that ensued is | 
| Was a crowd of faux concern | 
| Dressed in vest blues | 
| Think I’m going to give up after thirty seconds of game play? | 
| Just watch a mother fucker get famous in front of safe way | 
| I’m in a rush but I don’t want to break the spell, now | 
| How am I going to fit up in this Plexiglas cell | 
| I see a box full of toys I’ve got to get inside | 
| I put my arm in the hatch cause I was mesmerized | 
| Now I’m screaming for my second life | 
| Waiting for the gentle knife | 
| Hoping that these people | 
| Cut me out before tonight | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up up | 
| Yeah you pick it up up just to drop it, just drop it | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up up | 
| Yeah you pick it up up just to drop it, just drop it | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up | 
| Yeah you pick it up up | 
| We’re brain banging the coin slot toy trap machine while | 
| The daughter of the automat’s collecting for the silver screen | 
| You need a single rubber robot sealed inside a plastic bubble | 
| Or your little devil’s guaranteed to breed all types of trouble | 
| The mind fuck destroyer like a lover estranged | 
| Might let you win a couple rounds just to drive you insane, | 
| Yeah the mind fuck destroyer is no longer a game | 
| It’s your employer and | 
| Its claw is just a lawyer it’s tamed | 
| WE see coin on top of coin outside the strip mall’s stacked | 
| We might be satisfied, one thing’s for certain, we’re silly strapped | 
| Look in at the toy village lottery ticket holders hanging | 
| They mashing on the claw game | 
| Careless til they drop it, Jeffrey-Jamming on the joysticks | 
| Cheeks suddenly moistening | 
| Playing make believe with a new friend named disappointment | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up up | 
| Yeah you pick it up up just to drop it, just drop it | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up up | 
| Yeah you pick it up up just to drop it, just drop it | 
| You drop it, drop it just to pick it up | 
| Yeah you pick it up, pick it up, you pick it up, up | 
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