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well every time in the morning
when i brush my wisdom teeth
and somehow the object slips
it forces my big tongue
to block my breathing
and i gag and heave and choke
and then i see stars
every time i stop
what i am doing
and i turn the tv set on
well everybody tortures me
with fame and fortune
bad entertainments breaks rules
why do i see stars?
they don't see me
i see stars
little flashes of light in my brain
they don't see me
every time a magazine
hits newsstands
there's somebody on the cover that you know
they never put a poor man
with bad teeth on it
they never give nobody a chance
to become movie stars
©1984 r.stevie moore
as appears on
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