Ana Gasteyer - Throw It Out lyrics

[MIMI] Clean and polish Mop and glow his studio Till all is gleaming Firmly, I'll demolish Any sort of mayhem in this place Oh, God, what a mess! Books scattered all over I don't want to guess How long he'll live Or if he'll live He better live! Stupid books, all this reading His brain's bleeding I know why Cause of books They have made his brain explode Damn these books, so much flotsam I could plotsum I distressed Who'd have guessed Books would make his brain explode Book called "Mother Courage" Always about mothers What about the others? Fathers and the brothers? Throw it out Here's "A Mother's Kisses" Always it's the misses Never it's the tata Literary schmata Throw it out If I don't throw out the books I will throw myself out the window a**hole Yes, sir, he's an a**hole How can he just sit there Thinking he will die a**hole Where's his fight and vigor This, then, is my rigorous reply Book by Norman Mailer Throw it out, egotistic j** "How to meet a saylor", good son Throw it out, what's a mom to do "Search for Warren Harding", who's he Show him out, I just keep discarding you'll see Throw it out, and you'll come through Here's what you do, throw it out I trust he won't see me crying I'll keep on denying what's becoming clear It's just, even though he's dying He will see me laugh and joke and snear Throwing out is petty Which I must admit, but it's deeply felt Still I'm getting ready To deal with the sh** I've been lately dealt Bye bye goes his trollop Bye bye Life sure packs a wollup Which I won't deny But we'll come through Here's what we'll do Throw it out Long live what's mine Screw all of Gertrude Stein Throw Throw Throw Throw Throw it out!