Hymie's Basement

Hymie's Basement - All Them Boys lyrics

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Spit that gum into the sun,
Walk in a circle a perfect gun.
All them boys and all they noise,
All them boys and all they noise.

Right now, i am not installing a carborator in my 
uncle's minibus,
I guess I could be enclosing the porch.
I could be applying for a job at the provident bank,
or having my cuticles cut my asian women for twenty 
bucks...

Spit that gum into the sun,
Walk in a circle a perfect gun.
All them boys and all they noise,

Right now, I'm not clearing land in a costa rican 
rainforest
for american logging companies, chainsaw in hand (what 
are my options?).
I guess that I could chaperone the boys choir's field 
trip to busch gardens.
Atlantic city, fist full of beach sand, bucket:
Dead jellyfish (ventnor). oakercroak island. I guess I 
could...

Spit that gum into the sun,
Walk in a circle a perfect gun.
All them boys and all they noise,
All them boys and all they noise.

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Language: English

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