Sage Francis - Dance Monkey - Sözleri

ride.



i got two left hooves, two on test.



well, since nobody's steppin' to me



(huh) take me to your cult leader



(huh huh) take me to your local drug dealer



take me to the man in the mirror



when you stand and deliver with your hand on the trigger

an emotional terrorist





I double-M U N E



never make my enemy public



i'm a private dancer, dancin' for money









dance monkey, dance you goddamn monkey

(do that thing that's funny)



do i make you wanna laugh?



i make you wanna move

i make you wanna dodo dododo do





(repeat)







case one carries a paint gun



she's unafraid of wavin' when she's gettin' her face done



her favorite radio station's a permanent paid vacation



burnin' her face in the sun



she loves repetitive songs that keep playin' 





you know the repetitive songs that keep playin'



she learned all the words and she works it baby



dangerously catchy and she feels it in her cervix lately



'cause the rhythm is a cancer

she's on a secret diet



a private viewing disease-free tv pilot



she saw the future in a group study



they threw money in her pants







(do that thing that's funny)

dance monkey, dance you goddamn monkey







do i make you wanna laugh? 

i make you wanna move



i make you wanna dodo dododo do

(repeat)









don't live for the moment -- live for the constant



die for what's right or get killed by your conscience



there's a difference between conscience, conscious and conscientious



contrary to popular belief



you're none of these



there's plenty to feed



empty mouths've been nest bound



and kept down and apes won't be bangin on the chest pound



when pacemakers are fragile



they thate the taste of capsules



they feed their face with paxil





females hate their dads still

holy son's got mommy issues on deck at the podium



holdin' tongues with the rituals



more complex than napoleon



i told'em



"it isn't his job to live in a fog"



i don't have a god complex, you've got a simple god







(huh) take me to your cult leader



(c'mon) take me to your local drug dealer



(c'mon man) take me to the man in the mirror



when you stand and deliver with your hand on the trigger

and a can of miller in the other





you can't kill me motherfucker



i got our number, you best disconnect before i call it

the bumper sticker on your forehead's the wrong fit









when the bomb hits (what music will you look to for shelter?)



when the bomb hits (what music will you look to for shelter?)



when the bomb hits (what music will you look to for shelter?)



not that mine'll help ya







dance!

														   

														   



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