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Sage Francis - Текст песни Lie Detector Test
Got a caveman banging on my back door
 Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn
 Got an old maid wasting away in the living room
 Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons
 Got a paper full of yellow journalism
 A restaurant waiter selling me words of wisdom
 The small town crier is chilling with the village idiots
 The big city slickers are still busy building pyramids
 Got a diploma but no wall to hang it
 Tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous
 A job description that don't fit the bill
 A fatal femme fatale dressed to kill
 Get me out of this, lie detector test
 My pupils inhale and exhale
 My breath is a microphone check, 1, 2, what is this?
 In a world where the girl's got retro tattoos
 And all I've got is a gut and Velcro black shoes
 And elbows that move in a way that make space
 I'm looking at you
 (Stay awake, stay awake)
 Natural face affected by the chemical leaks
 Grammatical mistakes in every sentence I speak
 It doesn't matter, I make enough sense to seem deep
 Now, look at meSage Francis - Lie Detector Test - http://ru.motolyrics.com/sage-francis/lie-detector-test-lyrics.html
 (Go to sleep, go to sleep)
 Got a flea circus, I'm trying to take it to the road
 Got a nervous tick, they think I'm faking it though
 Got some cat in a back alley scratching up my records
 Some big wigs with fat bellies asking for seconds
 Got a fly girl with a landing strip begging for hot wax
 A lonely upper lip and it's begging for a mustache
 A prison system that listens to the parables of Johnny Cash
 A wannabe war hero who only travels in body bags
 I've got a poor man's version of a rich man
 I've got a small van swerving through a big land
 I've got a road map that's looking a lot like a Math test
 A blocked phone number and a bunk home address
 I've got a way out but I ain't trying to use it
 'Cause I've got some ins and I'ma bet all my winnings
 If it hurts me more than it hurts you then I won't hurt you
 I've got more sense than virtue, I've got a curfew, it's 12 o'clock
 After that I'll start trembling if I get fed hip hop
 'Cause I'm a G to the R E M L I N
 If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
 I said get me out of this lie detector test
 My pupils inhale and exhale
 My breath is a microphone, check 1, 2, what is this?













