I take a break from the fake
And they are shouting out at me in the wake:
Would I lie to you, baby?
I just say may be, may be!
What would the day be?
I am not as frightened as the friars
Lies, I give to all you liars
I don’t spend my money at Myers
But all over, there are spies in the spires!
Who is it going to be walking out the door?
Is it the one dying on the floor?
Does it suit you to the core
to call the lion a felon and the traitor honesty’s scion?
I’m not begging for more
I just want to even the score
Your sciolism is like a non-disposable sin
Do you fancy or whim?
RFK doesn’t want medicine
Good on Him! Good on him!
Say the shaman is a sham
Say the sharks are a sheepish ram
Thank you God! Thank you Ma’am!
Who deceived you and Adam?!