Let's begin with the past in front
And all the things that you really don't
Care about now
It'd be exactly where I'm at
And to think, you've got a grip, well
Look at yourself, your lips are like two
Flabs of fat
They go front and back and flappity flappity flap
And all the things that you really don't
Care about now
It'd be exactly where I'm at
And to think, you've got a grip, well
Look at yourself, your lips are like two
Flabs of fat
They go front and back and flappity flappity flap
I'm all staged
It's all an act
I'm really scared that I may fall back
On the abstract
It'd be exactly where I'm at
If you're to be, the roaming eye, well
Pry it open and let me tell you
Why it sees
The harsh realities
It's all an act
I'm really scared that I may fall back
On the abstract
It'd be exactly where I'm at
If you're to be, the roaming eye, well
Pry it open and let me tell you
Why it sees
The harsh realities
So let's begin with the past in front
And all the things that you really don't
Care about now
It'd be exactly where I'm at
And all the things that you really don't
Care about now
It'd be exactly where I'm at