Paroles Four Years To Forgery de Foreign Elfest
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Textes et Paroles de Four Years To Forgery
When you're in the library
In the fiction section
Insert the bibles next to Huckleberry Fin
No ma'am, I haven't lost my direction
I'm just serving the sign that says
\"Please return books where they belong\"
But I think somewhere before all of the choirs
Revised each so-called resolute right
Ten thousand times
A blue moon and nude sky
Had made too many cry
And convicted ancient authors
To write with dualist might
Every bestseller knows
How to stretch the metaphor
But both good and evil
Think that they fight the good war
And the poison spreads
On each side of the fence
Branding children to pick their friends
By which pendants 'round their neck
Under my shoes, are what makes me move
Couldn't blame shoes or god for what I do
I can't go choosing truths
'Round that rosy bush I'm best barefoot
Ring around, ring around, ring around
And we all fall down
Now a year has gone by since
My mother lost her job, a naive psychologist
Attempted to live by doing nothing wrong
But even under god, we expand and contract
By leather wallet biceps flexing their brawn
So if the weight of your
Cross-bearing bosses' wallet
Isn't growing by your contribution of corruption
Then when it's time to lose all income
Will you keep your dignity?
Or turn your back on such helpless ones
She said, \"Help me Hun!\"
Her crops had withered
Her home made her shiver
You do need some cash to smile
Happiness is not free of the dime
Unknown is calling, her bags are packed
Sail across the Atlantic I-80 East
Can't afford much to eat, her stomach shrinks
Caffeine steals her sleep
But you don't have to faint to dream
Like some immigrant, labor for the rent
But this toil is still definitely worth it
We drudge through the days
But with time comes change
I know they won't believe, but ants lift leaves
I'm small, sure I'll lead
Watch with enough leaves
We'll build that tree
That will tower over everything
Or will I grow up
And glue coins onto my eyelids
Get together with friends, and buy an island
So when we sleep, and the natives do find us
They will know we are dead
And won't disturb us
The only thing more godless than a communist
Is the industry that fights them
The only sound more honest than a song singer
Is when they admit, \"I've perjured\"
Back, in this downtown living room you say
\"You have no idea
What you are bringing on
You can't weigh
How much condescendence
And betrayal you'll receive
Those unheard of methods
Are unheard of for a reason\"
Well, I'm sorry
But it's B.S. Ph. D. M.D.
Come get those fake IDs
'Cause you know
It's just eight years to forgery
Go fool 'em all, go on it's easy
'Cause it's B.S. oh we're so pleased
Now, mount those bright fools' gold trophies
Oh, you'll only give four years for forgery?
Time is money, now in my hands
I must invest wisely
Time in my hand, I must invest wisely
Which bank is good? And where is it hiding?
Time in my hand I must invest wisely
If change is a lie, than my soul is trite
Time in my hand, I must invest wisely
Which hands can hide me?
While we're conspiring
Time in my hand, I must invest wisely
If your palms can hold me
Then darling hide me wisely!
(Thanks to Kate for these lyrics)
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