Sunday, July 24, 2011

Stunt Man

Intro:




It’s been such a close call; it’s been such a close call.

This shit is getting heavy; this shit is getting heavy.

Picaso is dead so who can get the art ready.



Though I tried to right my story; tried to sing my song.

I had not-got, any reader.

Nor no one to sing along.



But

Mental floss removes the plaque.

From a beaver’s bites in my right calf.

Study good but study lying.

Stuck in school: cheating, crying!!



Verse 1:

WHY!! IS MY LIFE!! FIIIIIGHT OR FLIIIIGHT

WHY ARE FRIENDS STEA-LING, WHY ARE PARENTS SPY-YING



Chorus: (punk rock)

Some day I’ll get away.

I’ll have a total change.

I’ll be a stunt man.

Tan from the sun ray.



Verse 2:

DON’T!! WANNA BE!! ANOTHER (uni-sylabic) WHORE!!

NO , NO!! you can’t draft me for oil war... The Master Stunt Man Is Now Here. You’ll see me in movies… every year.



Pre-chorus: panicy

Oh-wreroah! Richard can’t u see! Theres more more more (broadway meets metal) to bee-leev than money. HUEAGH!! Oh-wreroah Richard there’s more to retrieve. You say sonny-boy I see your aspiration. But before you get it all, you’ll push a broom, sweep a kitchen, can’t cross the nation, stuck at a sandwhich station!!!



Chorus:

Some day I’ll get away.

I’ll have a total change.

I’ll be a stunt man.

Tan from the sun ray.



Repeat chorus

Some day I’ll get away.

Ill have a total change.

I’ll be a stunt man.

Tan from the sun ray.



Verse:



Crooked cracks seethe through gnarly trees, You’r spell blown to me, subtly cuz you live in her debris.

Pennyless promotions are finding thee.

One fine day false idols will die.

Even though you blessed a mess to sell it.



Chorus:

Some day I’ll get away.

I’ll have a total change.

I’ll be a stunt man.

Tan from the sun ray.



Chorus:

Some day I’ll get away.

I’ll have a total change.

I’ll be a stunt man.

Tan from the sun ray.



Verse: Gotta few homies, one of ‘em is tim.

Starting to think I got to flake on him.

Nobody knows

How I got poked by that rose! (weirdo style)

The plant makes my problems decompose.



Chorus slightly altered:





(Slower this time)



I finally got away.

I got a total change.

I am a stunt man.

Tan from the sun ray

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