Teeth Like God`s Shoeshine

<br>From the top of the ocean<br>Yeah<br>From the bottom of the sky<br>Goddamn<br>Well I got claustrophobic<br>I can you know that I can<br>And He said:<br>"I am not allowed much danger<br>keep in line you`re an old friend stranger,<br>you`ll burn me in effigy and I`ll burn you in effigy."<br>A rattle snake in Buffalo Montana<br>he bit the leg of the old sheriff<br>Ha! That boy fell down on his harelip<br>Ow! Ow!<br>Well I might be wrong<br>but you you tag along<br>and we all been wronged<br>and I dizzier by the mile<br>Said hell ya! The money`s spent<br>went to the couty line<br>and pair the rent said "Uh-oh."<br>Oh! If you could compact you conscience<br>Oh! And you might<br>Oh! If you could bottle and sell it you might have done<br>Oh! And you might<br>Oh! If you could compact your conscience<br>and sell it save it for another time<br>you might have to use it<br>And the televisions gone<br>Go to the grocery store, buy some new friends<br>and find out the beginning, and end and the best of it<br>Well, do you need a lot of what you`ve got to survive<br>Here`s the man with teeth like God` shoeshine<br>He sparkles shimmers shines<br>let`s all have another Orange Julius<br>Thick syrup standing in lines<br>The malls are the soon to be ghost towns<br>so long, farwell, good-bye<br>Take `em all for the long ride<br>and you`ll go around town<br>no one want to be uptight anymore<br>You can be ashamed<br>or be so pround of what you`ve done<br>but not no more, not now, not ever or anyone<br>take `em all for the sense of happiness<br>that comes from hurting deep down inside<br>you can add it up and give a shit give a shit<br>go to the family doctor<br>It`s all worth it all worth it<br>and its all all gone, and its all all wrong<br>Well, you can add it up and give a shit give a shit<br>go to the family doctor<br>It`s all worth it all worth it<br>and its all all gone, and its all all wrong<br>Here`s the man with teeth like God` shoeshine<br>He sparkles shimmers shines<br>let`s all have another Orange Julius<br>Thick syrup standing in lines<br>The malls are the soon to be ghost towns<br>so long, farwell, good-bye<br>And the telephone goes off<br>pick the receiver up, try to meet ends<br>and find out the beginning, and end and the best of it.<br>Take `em all for the long ride<br>and you`ll go around town<br>no one want to be uptight anymore<br>You can be ashamed<br>or be so pround of what you`ve done<br>but not no more, not now, not ever or anyone