Modest Mouse - Classy Plastic Lumber lyrics

Ba da ba ba ba ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

You go right through me
I go right through but I'm about to
Go on reminding you
I am about to see you through it

Ba da ba ba ba ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba da ba ba ba

Your mouth, not mind is open wide
You don't have a clue i, I am a reminder
He's got a voice, so talk to yourself

So lift the bad weight off your molars
And let the thoughts fall off your tongue
Because I'm calling, calling, calling
I've never written to anyone
So this is about ugly lovers
And this is about pretty songs
'Cause, I'm a bastard, bastard, bastard
In my lipstick, I'm so much fun

Connect your wood feet to a motor
And the chrome dance trophy is won
A little classy plastic lumber
I'm embarrassed but I ain't that stunned
Looks like the humans' days are numbered
That's a sitcom that was number one
'Cause we're a past tense late rate mowers
Emerson thoroughly failed to convince us
Not to mess this place up
(Shameful, shameful, shameful, shameful)