I have a question for the world:
Aren't solicitors absurd?
They will call you when you're not around

And what do you think they'll always say?
"You've won ten prizes today"
But they're only
Subscriptions to magazines you just don't need

And what made you think I'd give you cash
You're the one who's smoking hash
Your marketing ploys don't fool me

And how can you earn cash and then throw
It away to some Joe Schmoe
Who tells you "buy one get one free"

And I want a moment of relief
From the salesmen who give grief
Want them to shut up, and just disappear
And how can the nerds want me to change
Their sale pitches stay the same
If they call back, say I'm not here

And you want the things they never sell
So you tell them "go to hell"
Now they hate you, but they're not afraid

Cause they wanna call you once again
Acting just like your best friend
They can't fake you
As long as you know who they are

And I want a moment of relief
From the salesmen who give grief
Want them to shut up, and just disappear
And how can the nerds want me to change
Their sale pitches stay the same
If they call back, say I'm not here

They can't tell me what to buy
Cause I'm not a naive guy
Yeah the world is still raving
While I keep on saving my cash
And it was just promos and lies
That I'll never believe

And I want a moment of relief
From the salesmen who give grief
Want them to shut up, and just disappear
And how can the nerds want me to change
Their sale pitches stay the same
I'm not dumb now; no sales calls here!

I'm not dumb, no sales calls here
Sales calls here
Sales calls here
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