Modest Mouse:This Devil's Workday
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This song is performed by Modest Mouse and appears on the album Good News For People Who Love Bad News (2004).
View the Gracenote version of these lyrics here.
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View the Gracenote version of these lyrics here.
All those people that you know
All those people that you know
All those people that you know
Floatin' in the river are logs
I could buy myself a reason
I could sell myself a job
I could hang myself for treason
All the folks I know are gone
All the people that you know
All the people that you know
All the people that you know
Floatin' in the river are logs
So I ate the wedding cake
'Til the whole damn thing was gone
And I'm gonna drown the ocean
Now ain't none of that so wrong
All the people that you know
All those people that you know
All those people that you know
Floatin' in the river are gone
Gonna take this sack of puppies
Gonna set it out to freeze
Gonna climb around on all fours
'Til all the blood falls out my knees
All the people that you know
All the people that you know
All those people that you know
Floatin' in the river are logs
Well, let's take this potted plant
To the woods and set it free
Oh, I'm gonna tell the owners
Just how nice that was of me
I could buy myself a reason
I could sell myself a job
I could hang myself for treason
Oh, I am my own damn god
All those people that you know
All those people that you know
Floatin' in the river are logs
I could buy myself a reason
I could sell myself a job
I could hang myself for treason
All the folks I know are gone
All the people that you know
All the people that you know
All the people that you know
Floatin' in the river are logs
So I ate the wedding cake
'Til the whole damn thing was gone
And I'm gonna drown the ocean
Now ain't none of that so wrong
All the people that you know
All those people that you know
All those people that you know
Floatin' in the river are gone
Gonna take this sack of puppies
Gonna set it out to freeze
Gonna climb around on all fours
'Til all the blood falls out my knees
All the people that you know
All the people that you know
All those people that you know
Floatin' in the river are logs
Well, let's take this potted plant
To the woods and set it free
Oh, I'm gonna tell the owners
Just how nice that was of me
I could buy myself a reason
I could sell myself a job
I could hang myself for treason
Oh, I am my own damn god