Lyrics:
Just for something to do
Can you draw a perfect circle?
Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?
I wash these pills down with
Picture they took of you in your cowboy hat
Makes you look like you are one of the boys
Out on a Saturday night, meanwhile on the outskirts
got to make sure that Action is understood comepletely by all followers
I got to convert the color of you shirt from blue to white collars
I got
Picture they took of you in your cowboy hat
Makes you look like you are one of the boys
Out on a Saturday night, meanwhile on the outskirts
two inch white walls that was lit by cat eyes
Fools calm, triggers fourth and long, zone three
Deep coverage, man under
We used to break doin'
two inch white walls that was lit by cat eyes
Fools calm, triggers fourth and long, zone three
Deep coverage, man under
We used to break doin'
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Seems my history is a set of lies agreed upon by you repeated
So many times and for so long accepted as the truth
Like an unfriendly takeover attempt
I
telling me these lies but forever I stay true
Sitting by water I'm just watching the moon
Yeah, this shit seem crazy how I'm thinking bout you
You was my
the sky
But I fall back and I decline
I built me a shrine
Of daydreams and some lies
That may seem out of reach
But it's the way that I get by
I build and I
a mess
The Saudis are killing journalists
The White House does PR for the Prince
While the white folks in their red hats are blinded
By the hate they for
misdemeanours everyday
Play brockhampton in the mansion by the bay
Oh baby I hate that you need to know why
I don't ever take sides
All my truths are white
his name
Come, fight
The love inside us
Dies in silence
Red lines
Streaking up the pavement
See the road beyond
White lies
Creeping up their faces
We
I'm counting my days uhuh
Eyes closed I'm walking by faith huh
Pushing my whip like a stolo
White Tee stamped with Polo
I'm sure that they already know
SUBMITTED BY: Angel Dust
HONEY BUCKET:
In times of bella foe fa lies cobalt cast and clean.
I gotta motor fare the wheel real fast and fear.
tally boney dilly by day
And a wack fol the liptoe lady
He saddled up his milk-white steed
He saddled up his pony
And he rode all night till broad
look into the mirror
If your skin is white then you need to reconsider
Everybody knows history's written by the victor
That's why we ain't taught black
and forget but you forget to know why
All of history is a set of frickin' lies
Agreed on by men and their decision making wives
We pace and blame each other
a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song
A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs
caught by the trap door
No lies
Stop talking that folk law
Silent vibez
Fuck all That
Black an white shit
Everyman look dead
Laying ina casket
Man's
Everybody else who I've ever trusted
So, you play your games
You can tell your lies
But I ain't drinking what you're drinking
And your little white lies
That
fucked by a label
Fame-chasing, bitch-chasing, lonely-ass
Nigga, probably
Go and snitch you ain't going to face it
In debt to the red, white, and blue
Your
was when
I pulled my gun out and undid thе clip
And realized that oh no
I did not mean to shoot him dеad white lies
I did not mean to kill him and
Who
Lies, unfurled lies
Hundreds of million Truman Shows
Exploiting eyes
Hope, hope's just a thing to cling to
Hanging on by the thinnest thread
Even
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