This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
The imitation picks you up like a habit
Writing in the glow of the TV's static
Taking out the trash to the man
Give the people something they'd understand
A stick man flashing a fine-lined smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor man's clothes
The permanent installment of the daily dose
And you tell off when you tell it like it is
Your world's no wider than your hatred of his
Check into a small reality
Boring as a drug you take too regularly
The athlete's laugh, the broken crutch
The first true love that folded at the slightest touch
Brought down like an old hotel
People digging through rubble for things they can resell
Happy holidays, sad sick savior
The leaving lover that I still favor
I won't take your medicine, I don't need a remedy
To be everything I'm supposed to be
I don't want nobody else, I can do it by myself
We're meant to be together
Oh, oh
Now I'm a policeman directing traffic
Keeping everything moving, everything static
I'm a hitchhiker you'll recognize passing
On your way to some everlasting
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Writing in the glow of the TV's static
Taking out the trash to the man
Give the people something they'd understand
A stick man flashing a fine-lined smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor man's clothes
The permanent installment of the daily dose
And you tell off when you tell it like it is
Your world's no wider than your hatred of his
Check into a small reality
Boring as a drug you take too regularly
The athlete's laugh, the broken crutch
The first true love that folded at the slightest touch
Brought down like an old hotel
People digging through rubble for things they can resell
Happy holidays, sad sick savior
The leaving lover that I still favor
I won't take your medicine, I don't need a remedy
To be everything I'm supposed to be
I don't want nobody else, I can do it by myself
We're meant to be together
Oh, oh
Now I'm a policeman directing traffic
Keeping everything moving, everything static
I'm a hitchhiker you'll recognize passing
On your way to some everlasting
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Lyrics submitted by EnjOy IncUbus, edited by Gunsite, RomackSuites2, Aragorn224
Junk Bond Trader Lyrics as written by Steven Paul Smith
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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my fucking god... the lyrics are totally off. have you ever even HEARD the song before?! according to the lyrics in the album booklet (and common sense), it's:
the imitation picks you up like a habit writing in the glow of the tv static taking out the trash to the man give the people something they understand
stick man flashing a fine-line smile junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a style rich man in a poor man's clothes the permanent installment of the daily dose
and you tell off when you tell it like it is your world's no wider than your hatred of his checking into a small reality boring as a drug you take too regularly
the apple needs to laugh; the broken crutch the first true love that folded at the slightest touch brought down like an old hotel people digging through the rubble for things they can resell
"happy holidays," said sick saviour the leading love i still favor i won't take your medicine i don't need a remedy to be everything i'm supposed to be i don't want nobody else i can do it by myself we're meant to be together
now i'm a policeman directing traffic keeping everything moving, everything static i'm the hitchhiker you recognize passing on your way to some everlasting...
better sell it while you can better sell it while you can better sell it while you can better sell it while you can