Cloisonné lyrics

by

They Might Be Giants



[Intro]
One, two, three, four

[Verse 1]
Mind your business, mind your business
Mind your never-shut, Quonset hut business
My craft is exploding, it's like I'm making cloisonné
Choking on my dust with my three blind cats
You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement
Business, mind your business

[Bridge]
Got too busy explaining
Now it's just raining pain
Pain in the form of a raindrop
Yes, a raindrop made of pain
Tell 'em the story, rain drop
"I don't want to tell 'em, mister!"
Tell 'em the story, rain drop
"I don't want to tell 'em!"

[Verse 2]
Keep your voice down, keep your voice down
Keep your window-shaking, godforsaken voice down
I'm sick of this beeswax, I'm sick of these second-story Sleestaks
Breathing on my dice, giving me back rubs
When I'm deep in concentration, you start getting all conversatin'
[Verse 3]
Sleestak, what's a Sleestak?
That's your heart attack, towel rack fallback
You got no doctors, all your doctors have gone home
What's a Sleestak, what's a Sleestak?
You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement
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