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Psychefunkapus Skin Liars (J. Martines/Psychefunkapus) Camouflaged crusaders of change and goodwill Sophisticate the masses with their wordy overkill Intellect and ignorance are walking hand in hand Stomachs turnin', yearnin', burnin', barefoot in the sand Liars, liears, pants on fire now What's with these, wires, wires? I can't do nothin' anyhow, right? Alligators, crocodiles and others from the swamp Congregate in V formation eager for their chomp "One of the little monkeys has jumped out of his pit." The masses tie him down as he yells, "You're all so full of shit!" Liars, liars, pants on fire now What's with these wires, wires? I can't do nothin'anyhow, right? CHORUS Liars, liars, pants on fire now What's with these wires, wires I can't do nothin' anyhow, right? Patriotic pushermen, they infiltrate the young minds Knowing that confusion is exactly what they'll find Uncle Sam don't give a dman about the rich or poor He's fagging you and bagging you and dragging you to war Ain't it plain to see that what they say To you and what they sat to me is just a play On our reality, they tell you one thing They mean another, they call you brother But that's just another lie to get you high Until your head's so far up in the sky And you'll never have a solid alibi Look out below, you've been swatted like a big Fly...Ho! Liars, liars, pants on fire now Burn, burn, burn What's with these wires, wires I can't do nothin' anyhow Right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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