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Parquet Courts - Master Of My Craft şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Parquet Courts

albüm: Light Up Gold + Tally All The Things That You Broke


I got a gold medal record time, gold record, diamond mine
Name in print, tongue, t-shirts and minds
Thread counts high
Commissions high
Hourly rates high
A minute of your time?
Forget about it
I didn't come here to dream or teach the world things
Define paradigms, or curate no livin' days
With high thread counts and staircases high
Hourly rates high
A minute of your time?
Forget about it

My thread counts high
Commissions high
Hourly rates high
A minute of your time?
Forget about it
Yeah, people die I don't care, you should see the wall of ambivalence I'm building
I got no love for the living
With my thread counts high
Commissions high
Hourly rates high
A minute of your time?
Forget about it
Death to all false profits around here we praise a dollar you fuckin' hippie
Wanna walk around in my shoes and then tell me how it feels
To have thread counts high
Commissions high
Hourly rates high
A minute of your time?
Forget about it

From the hands of my mother, said I'm master of my craft
With the thread counts high
Commissions high
Hourly rates high
A minute of your time?
Ya know Socrates died in the fuckin' gutter!

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