Stealing from the dead
it’s time to face the music
if the shoe does fit.
Stealing from the dead
it’s time to face the music
if the shoe does fit.
Mama’s boy grows up.
Surely nature takes its course.
Stick it to the man.
Food from a stranger,
how do you like them apples?
Fairest not smartest
Down the rabbit hole,
we all go a little mad.
Best drink up, Alice.
Being a liar
sure makes you a real boy.
The nose always knows.
Fuck! We’re out of fish!
Give Te Fiti her heart back!
We were voyagers!
“Let it go,” she sang.
So easy for her to say,
bitch owns the kingdom.
The street rat scurries,
but the princess is the thief,
his heart the treasure.
Trade your voice for him?
To be a part of his world?
Don’t shell yourself short.
Covered in cinders
but damn, she cleans up so good
this barefoot beauty.