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• Artiste: They Might Be Giants
• Titre: Circular Karate Chop
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Never took a class before in Self defense Never looked at you before with Common sense Trace myself in sidewalk chalk Get myself full of short chop shot Shut my mouth, you do the talking You're so proud of your circular karate chop Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top Detention hall is on the wall and Lock her down Never mind the withered words of Encouragement Pulling off my anorak Pouring out my black backpack Take what you'd like I'll keep on walking You're so proud of your circular karate chop Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top You're still talking about your telegraphing roundhouse kick You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick So my eyes will stay on target Man, this world is sick Three rules from your sensei One: Outsource your feelings Two: Limit your training to be task specific That's very important Three: Assign regret to those accountable Those are the rules from your sensei Lock her down Nevermind the withered words of Encouragement Put myself in a short chop shot Trace myself in sidewalk chalk To repeat myself I'll keep on walking You're so proud of your circular karate chop Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top You're still braggin' about your telescoping roundhouse kick You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick So my eyes will stay on target Man, this world is sick