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Oracle in My Pants

from Kind of Blew by The Lasters

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Tin-plate dreams and artisanal rages,
Monkey gurus in cubicle cages.
I found my future in a garbage can
With a frowning pomegranate in my hand.
I don't know what that means.

I've got an oracle in my pants,
And he's telling me all kinds of shit
I don't understand.
People say that he's in my head,
And I'm like, No, he's not.

This makes no sense.

Monkey guru in skin-tight jeans
Talking shit with his magazines.
God made you hairy to protect you from dust,
It's never ending and yeah, it sucks.
Whatever.

No, no, no, he's not in my head. I can tell the difference between my head and my pants. Don't even talk down to me like that.

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from Kind of Blew, released June 6, 2016

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