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Lyrics
Changes coming soon to a life near you.
Smashing reviews of my life's previews in the news.
Cheap tabloid thrills, rock-n-roll fire drills,
Emergency evacuation record deals leave us out in the cold.
The money's hot, but the product's not.
Kinda fucks with you like a dose of hot flash chills,
And I haven't even hit my prime,
No, I haven't even hit my prime.
My hormones are on rewind. I've got a watch on my wrist,
But I ain't got the time to wishfully think or thankfully wish.
I just gotta get a slice of your deep dish.
I just gotta dive into your deep dish, deep dish.
Can you fair-weather this friend?
Can you bend in the wind without breaking what you mend?
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know.
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know.
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know,
Or it ain't gonna fit.
Let me ask ya this. Let me ask ya this.
Would you find eternal bliss? Would you find eternal bliss?
If I created a nation and made you king, and we created a notion to let freedom ring,
But you let a little war take a big long piss on another nation looking for eternal bliss?
I didn't think so.
Karma's a bitch. What comes around, goes around.
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know.
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know.
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know,
Or it ain't gonna fit.
Alright, cut the bullshit,
Come off the head trip,
I'm about to flip the script.
I wanna get high with you,
Fly with you,
Get down to it and do it with you.
Expand your mind,
Seek and ye shall find a subconscious rhythm hiding behind.
Subversion is substitution for subtext.
I'm afraid of what's next.
Payback's a bitch.
I've been scratchin at the itch.
You give me an inch, I'll take it the mile.
You're so damn sublime.
I'll give you my 411 911 if you have the time.
R-E-A-P what you sow,
And the H-E-A-P of Deadlee flows,
And if ya didn't, well now ya know,
I'm riding with The Kelly Mantle Show.
Stick around, settle down,
You might miss what's next if you look down,
Cuz I'm at my best when you're around.
We're all put to the test of negativity versus positivity equals HIV--
History of its own manmade deficiency.
Unfair victory for some until mystery undone.
Unfair victory for some until mystery undone.
What's left? What's fair?
Ask the right. Do they care?
Their heads full of hot nuclear air expanding the cancer they share.
What's left? What's fair?
Ask the left. Do they care?
Their heads full of hot air against capitalistic corruption,
While they puff on their Marlboro Reds.
What happened to their heads?
Alright, cut the bullshit,
Come off the head trip,
I wanna get high with you,
I wanna fly with you,
Get right down to it and do it with you.
Expand your mind,
Seek and ye shall find a subconscious rhythm hiding behind
The beating of your heart.
The beating of your heart.
Subversion is substitution for subtext.
I'm afraid of what's next.
You're so damn sublime.
I'll give you my 411 911 if you got the time.
Have you got the time?
Have you go the time?
Can you fair-weather this friend?
Can you bend in the wind without breaking what you mend?
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know.
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know.
You reap what you sow so you better sow what you know,
Or it ain't gonna fit.
Copyright 2002 Kelly Mantle
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