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He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth They Might Be Giants People should get beat up for stating their beliefs He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth Because he knows there's no such thing She's not really there Tour the world in a heavy metal band But they run out of gas the plane can never land What's the sense in ever thinking about the tomb When you're much too busy returnin too the womb?