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Weary Worker's Project Lyrics

When you?re up close
You look like a specimen
A weary workers project
Beneath the microscope
La la la la

And when you?re at arms length
You look like a blunder
A worried piece of data
A scientist?s mistake
La la la la

I?ll clock you in
Clock clock you in
Record you in this book
I?ll stuff your limbs
Stuff stuff your limbs
For all to come and look.

A pencil in my teeth
I measured your timbre
Your pretty proportions
Your lungs longevity
La la la la

I peel your eyelids free
And poke at the pages
Their unmoving angles
Their viscous symphony
La la la la

I?ll cut you up
Store your properties
In jars and vials to keep.
I?ll simplify your history
And put your dreams to sleep. La la la la.

Your cells react to heat
You breed like a virus and slide off the counter
And gurgle at my feet
La la la la
Looking at these figures
There?s something wrong these numbers are wrong
I?ll retrace my steps
Begin again again again

This can?t be right
What did you do?
I recognize that smirk
I?ve no choice but
To dispose of you
Destroy my years of work.
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Submitted by
delial On Jul 11, 2008
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