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A Good Look
by Sturgill Simpson
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The Star Of David don't belong to the David at all
He borrowed it from Peter just so he could pay off Paul
Peter copyrighted the star and now he owns a claim
But a star is still a star by any other name
Well now everybody's worried about a good look
But they need to be worried about a good hook
Instead of skipping straight to the last page
In that ol' rationalization book
I write my poems in the dirt with an oily rag
I have to wear a gas mask just so I don't gag
I got a SOCOM Scout, twenty extra mags
And a couple severed heads in my bug out bag
Well now everybody's worried about a good look
But they need to be worried about a good hook
Instead of skipping straight to the last page
In that ol' rationalization book
Why you gettin' pissed 'cause we're getting discovered
Are you talking all this shit just to get on the cover
Well now, how you gonna eat when you're biting the hand
Well you know they don't like it when you take a stand
So enjoy it while you can
And to hell with all the boys in the band
'Cause it's over now
Doesn't fly it only sends ya pain
Well now everybody's worried about a good look
But they need to be worried about a good hook
Instead of skipping straight to the last page
In that ol' rationalization book
The Star Of David don't belong to the David at all
He borrowed it from Peter just so he could pay off Paul
Peter copyrighted the star and now he owns a claim
But a star is still a star by any other name
Well now everybody's worried about a good look
But they need to be worried about a good hook
Instead of skipping straight to the last page
In that ol' rationalization book
I write my poems in the dirt with an oily rag
I have to wear a gas mask just so I don't gag
I got a SOCOM Scout, twenty extra mags
And a couple severed heads in my bug out bag
Well now everybody's worried about a good look
But they need to be worried about a good hook
Instead of skipping straight to the last page
In that ol' rationalization book
Why you gettin' pissed 'cause we're getting discovered
Are you talking all this shit just to get on the cover
Well now, how you gonna eat when you're biting the hand
Well you know they don't like it when you take a stand
So enjoy it while you can
And to hell with all the boys in the band
'Cause it's over now
Doesn't fly it only sends ya pain
Well now everybody's worried about a good look
But they need to be worried about a good hook
Instead of skipping straight to the last page
In that ol' rationalization book
