Throwing Muses Backroad Lyrics
            One, two, three, four
            How many, many people outside your door?
            Two, three, four, five
            How many, many people outside?
            Four, three, two, one
            I don't think you can hold your own
            Five, six, seven, eight
            I don't think you can save your face
            You don't say no
            He dunk the backboard
            And he sleep on the couch
            He jump the backseat
            And he sleep on the couch
            He drive the backroad, He drive the backroad
            And he sleep
            You're a pusher
            Spy in a bath
            We make us move
            Like some kind of bath
            Come when you need some
            Come when you need some
            You're a pusher
        
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