i lie the truth A song about how our thoughts and words define our world. © 1989 CHRIS BUTLER/© 1989 FUTURE FOSSIL MUSIC (BMI)
BUT, I...THINK YOUR STORY... STINKS... ANGEL I DON'T BELIEVE A WORD OF IT NOW WHEN I... LOAD AND... SHARPEN MY TONGUE I...SPIT THE BIG LIE, RUMORS, WORLDS AND I BELIEVE EVERY WORD OF IT ANGEL, ANGEL I'M CHOPPING EVERYTHING UP SHAVING IT DOWN TO FIT MY MOUTH I'M BLOWING IT UP PUMP IT BACK UP SO BIG THEY BOUNCE BOUNCE AROUND THE HOUSE I...STRETCH FACTS CAN YOUR EAR TASTE MY SWEAT? I...BREATHE FOR FUN, LIVNG MY LANGUAGE BUT I DON'T THINK YOU TRUST THAT, DO YA? ANGEL, ANGEL I'M MAKING IT UP PUTTING THAT SPIN WHERE IT BELONGS HONEST AS I CAN BE BUT NOTHING SITS STILL FOR VERY LONG MY VERSION'S NEVER WRONG I LIE THE TRUTH I'D RATHER SEE ARMIES DANCING I LIE THE TRUTH I'D RATHER PULL WOOL OVER YOUR EYES SO TALK TO ME, HOW YA BEEN? HOW'S YOUR LIFE? I GOTCHA... TEMPORARY... SURE WELL, YOU KNOW, WE WE LIVE AT THE LEVEL OF OUR LANGUAGE WELL, SHE UNDERSTOOD THAT ... CAUSE A... SHE STARTED DRIPPING DIAMONDS AND I SMELLED THAT 'TAKE ME HOME" PERFUME AND THE BIG CLOCK HAND STALLS MID-TICK AND I REV EY!, SOMEONE JUST FELL OUT THE WINDOW! DID THEY JUMP OR WERE THEY PUSHED? WELL, WHAT DID THEY EXPECT TO CONQUER WITH THAT GUITAR ANYWAY? WHAT'S TRUE TURNED OUT TO BE JUST ANOTHER POINT OF VIEW LIKE THERE'S A HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL TAPED UNDER ONE OF YOUR SEATS... OR..OR...THE PERSON SITTING NEXT TO YOU WANTS TO SLEEP WITH YOU THE PERSON SITTING NEXT TO YOU DOESN'T LIKE YOU AT ALL SOMEONE'S HIDING SOMETHING AND I KNOW WHAT IT IS! THERE'S A BOMB UNDER ONE OF YOUR SEATS DON'T LOOK THERE'S A BOMB IN ONE OF YOUR CARS DON'T LOOK... DON'T YOU TRUST ME? THIS BUILDINGS ON FIRE THIS IS THE LAST THING ONE OF YOU WILL EVER HEAR HEY... YOU'VE LOST WEIGHT... LOOKIN' GOOD... LIKE CHICKEN.
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