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Got a caveman banging on my back door |
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Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn |
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Got an old maid wasting away in the living room |
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Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons |
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Got a paper full of yellow journalism |
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A restaurant waiter selling me words of wisdom |
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The small town crier is chilling with the village idiots |
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The big city slickers are still busy building pyramids |
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Got a diploma but no wall to hang it |
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Tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous |
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A job description that don't fit the bill |
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A fatal femme fatale dressed to kill |
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Get me out of this, lie detector test |
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My pupils inhale and exhale |
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My breath is a microphone check, 1, 2, what is this? |
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In a world where the girl's got retro tattoos |
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And all I've got is a gut and |
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Velcro black shoes |
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And elbows that move in a way that make space |
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I'm looking at you(Stay awake, stay awake) |
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Natural face affected by the chemical leaks |
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Grammatical mistakes in every sentence |
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I speakIt doesn't matter, |
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I make enough sense to seem deep |
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Now, look at me(Go to sleep, go to sleep) |
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Got a flea circus, |
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I'm trying to take it to the road |
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Got a nervous tick, they think |
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I'm faking it though |
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Got some cat in a back alley scratching up my records |
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Some big wigs with fat bellies asking for seconds |
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Got a fly girl with a landing strip begging for hot wax |
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A lonely upper lip and it's begging for a mustache |
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A prison system that listens to the parables of |
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Johnny Cash |
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A wannabe war hero who only travels in body bags |
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I've got a poor man's version of a rich man |
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I've got a small van swerving through a big land |
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I've got a road map that's looking a lot like a |
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Math testA blocked phone number and a bunk home address |
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I've got a way out but |
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I ain't trying to use it' |
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Cause I've got some ins and |
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I'ma bet all my winnings |
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If it hurts me more than it hurts you then |
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I won't hurt you |
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I've got more sense than virtue, |
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I've got a curfew, it's 12 o'clock |
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After that |
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I'll start trembling if |
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I get fed hip hop' |
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Cause I'm a |
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G to the R |
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E M L I NIf |
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I wasn't then why would |
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I say I am? |
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I said get me out of this lie detector test |
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My pupils inhale and exhale |
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My breath is a microphone, check 1, 2, what is this? |
