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Dudes, where's my point?Down the drain?sinus painBig boy burger man I'm the one who canPizza on the house, Europe's in the canJaps are all tied up, Aussie's on the runYou don't even know, dude's I am the one[Chorus]Forehead throbbing, stomach's bobbingIt's my job and not a hobbyCall me Gumby, you don't want meBurgers coming, now I'm bummingI can get some time, studio is primeBudget for the food, sushi's really smoothRelease our demo tapes, the money that it makesWill never be enough, to reconstruct your legsOn your visions we could chokeDude, you're a jokeSound is burning, it's really happeningDeals are churning the wheels are turning aroundYou're breaking, because I'm making youI'm not faking, I won't take you for a rideI'm saying, you guys will get what you wantI'm praying, I'm gonna get a big pointBaby it's in your mind, 'cause you never had it From Letras Mania