I get on list's of the line
They get all up in my phone calls again
There's hardly any place to hide my friend
No doubt
Payment the edge of a knife
Comforts to keep on working my friend
Mistakes were made, all the same
The undertow of stable futuring it can be blinding
My crux
But will it leave me enough?
To gather where the people meet
With beauty only enough to sing out loud
Indeed, seems the day has arrived
My image born upon the screen
In what is said not what is seen now
Everyone's a Phony
With a better place to hide than me
No doubt
So if you reckon to sell out
It's the best of times
For every void of substance leads another blind
Mistakes were made, this lying game
Is a wake up call!
How it's all!
Moving at a pace untold
Made just to eat as ravenous beast's
While taste is sold in malls
Until the earth runs out of trees
My crux
But will it leave me enough?
To gather where the people meet
With beauty only enough to sing out loud
Indeed, seems the day has arrived
My image born upon the screen
In what is said not what is seen now
Everyone's a Hypocrite
And I'm part of it too my friend
No doubt