Set Ups Lyrics

Technique, technique

I'm just learning about the cervical

Not surgical, but it's fine, I'm palpating the c-spine

Observable, that my posture is so vertical

My homie's lying supine,

With headpiece on the incline

Just don't forget

We ain't doctors yet

Don't let up, the get up, we are only doing set-ups

It's been discussed that shouldn't adjust

And the only place unsafe

Is on the chiropractic campus

SCP or SSP

It's SUD, we aint doin the MDP

Got my CP, with TP on the TVP

And professor lookin at me with such scrutiny

About to give the third degree

No more ambiguity

Inspect my design,

She says it looks fine

My set-up's divine

The last in line, and we get the sign

Help my homie off the table

Now it's time to recline

*rip*

And on the table I slide

It's been hell of a day

And now it's time to take five

Gently resting my eyes

About to slip into bliss

I'm real good at being patient

I've been waiting for this

But to my surprise,

He does the thing I despise

Jerking round my cranium while he's squintin his eyes

Interrupt my repose, he doesn't practice it shows

The dude's diggin around my spinous like he's pickin his nose

*fff eww*

I guess he sees me wincing

Wondering if the set up really matched the listing

I try to shake it off-he keeps on persisting

My apprehension demonstrate what he's inflicting

*ROTATE*

But he wraps up his abuse, not an excuse

Now everybody's lookin around, so confused

We know mesoderm

From mesenchyme

But have no idea

How to serpentine

Oh my god, it's Lance

Man, he's so advanced

Tried every club on campus

Man, the dude's got them hands

Up early in the morning just to practice his stance

The way he moves around the table you'd think it's a dance

Been on kairos, and ak, and KCUC

Gonstead, and mopal, MLS, and R2P

Proficiency in each extremity

Moves that I'm afraid to do are his specialty

*shewt*

Is that your hands or butter?

If you cradled me better,

I would call you mother

Eyelids shutter surreal,

This gon pop for real

This dude is slowly gaping my zygapophyseal

And I've never been better

The setters forever

Evoking not hoping

He's scoping or groping

And its deliberate

More than just manipulate

The perfect set up, calculate

I can barely regulate

I'm about to cavitate!

woo

I'd say the explanation's easy

Not an ethic's violation,

That's was just a free-bee

I won't lie and be that patient

Everybody enjoys a heavy palpation

So what if it slips

And gives a few clicks

Healing isn't filed under article six

Of course we'd adjust if they let us

But sure we don't

We're just doing Set Ups