John Bellows - Sell the Boat

Everybody's got to
Sit up straight and clap your hands
For the veritable feats of mortal man
You've all just been sucked in to our master plan
To sell the boat, sell the boat, sell it, sell it
Sell the boat, sell the boat, sell it, sell it
Sell the boat, sell the boat, sell it, sell it
Stand up tall and stomp your feet
Cause we're all gonna march to a different beat
No more suckling on society's teat
We're gonna sell the boat, sell the boat, sell it, sell it
Sell the boat, sell the boat, sell it, sell it
Sell the boat, sell the boat, sell it, sell it
Well, what are we gonna do now guys?
The only thing we can do
Sell the boat!
Nothing can phase me
cause I've gone completely crazy now
Sell the boat!
We're gonna come to your houses
and rape all your spouses
This ain't Chef-Boy-R-Dee in a can
This ain't your daddy's American Bandstand
No high school glee club,
no Drew Carey bullshit
This moment's here and now
and it is what we make of it
When we sell...
Everyone bow their heads and say a prayer
That may their ass be reaped beyond repair
There's no use screaming cause no one can hear
above the joy and the laughter

Written by:
John Wheatley

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