Pseumoustophy Lyrics

Hey man, you're killing me, I've got some mouths to feed
You're knocking on my door, my vote could count for more
I know it's not always clear, stand up, there's no barrel to your ear!

They will talk the talk like a barstool prophet
Shake the hands in town, kiss the baby, now buy us a round
Hard to find your way in a TV masquerade
How can we see what we believe in being just like the other ones, just like the other ones

Hey man, I like your style, pinstripes and chamomile
10 billion dollar smile, tears like a crocodile
Always sure to draw a crowd, skip the show, just take the trophy now!

They will talk the talk like a barstool prophet Shake the hands in town, kiss the baby, now buy us a round
Hard to find your way in a TV masquerade
How can we see what we believe in being just like the other ones, just like the other ones

Hey man, you're killing me, I've got some mouths to feed
You're knocking on my door, my vote could count for more

We all know they're all the same, sit down, close your eyes and check a name

They will talk the talk like a barstool prophet
Shake the hands in town, kiss the baby, now buy us a round
Hard to find your way in a TV masquerade
How can we see what we believe in being just like the other ones, just like the other ones

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