Bullsh** on
Bullsh** off
Bullsh** walk
And bullsh** talk
Bullsh** feeds
And Bullsh** breeds
Bullsh** knows
And bullsh** grows
On me
On you
I believe in
Bullsh** this
And bullsh** that
I can't see me no more
I can see
Through all your lies
I can see
Why we all cry
No more
Money talks
Bullsh** walks
People fight
This one's left; this one's right
Bullsh** here and bullsh** there
This one's gone and this one's here to stay
No more
People thought that it'd be well
To live outside the law and spell
A dream in which they all could tell
Of every lie they'd ever sell
I can see you no more
Not through this bullsh** cloud
Yes, I can't see a way around
Of living life with all this sound
Of bullsh** walks and bullsh** talks
And bullsh** dreams and bullsh** schemes
And you're just telling me that I'm the one
And I can't see which one of we's the fool
No more
Bullsh** speaks. Won't you listen to me?
No more
I don't know what I've been told
But if you look inside of my soul
I'm just living a life of lies
Looking for someone to be wife
And seeing our lives go down
The drain
I can't sleep
I can't think
About nothing but
Bullsh**
Bill the farmer-lawyer
Tells me that I could cut a path so clean
Yes, I could get by in life so lean
I could just live my life a dream
He talks of Betty Grabel and then
Talks of his horses and talks of men
His dog, he tells to mind her manners
Smiles at me and then waves his hammer
Says all he ever does in the end
Is tends to his farm and lends his ear
To liars
Says, “I'll listen to it all week and shovel it on weekends.”
I asked if I could ride his horse
He says not this one but the other, of course
“You can ride her right Down Argentine Way.”
CJ played the Indian flute
Saw him in the garden in his leather boots
He seemed so shaken to his root
And made a point that seemed so moot
About how he's found faith in god
And now how he sees the light
No more
Bullsh** tries to be so keen
Bullsh** pulls one over on me
On bullsh** naps, bullsh** saps – takes
The life out of me
A man can crack in many ways
He can shut himself in everyday
He can mix and mingle and believe he's right
Until he curses the day and hates the night
And in the end he loses sight of
Who is really putting up the fight
No more
He can drop right out of the human race
Until in the end he loses face
Of what it is to have some grace
No more
Right inside the bullsh** night
The animal prisoners scream and cry
They live their life a waking lie
And spend their time just a ‘wondering why
They have no money with which to buy
Their dreams
No more
Their dreams are gone for sure
That ba*tard cheated you of every dime
He shorted you, he stole your line
Took snake oil and turned it into grime
And wasted all your precious time
He tossed out threats and cut you cheap
Painted you red then took your heap
Then ran with it he had saved to keep
So all of your winnings he could reap
Well I don't know what I've been told
But I'm just living a life of gold
No more
I'm well-learned
But I've been burned
A couple of times
I've seen or heard
Of
Bullsh** lives
Bullsh** gives
Bullsh** takes
Bullsh** fakes
Bullsh** sings
Bullsh** rings
Of gold
Bullsh** off
Wonder when this bullsh**'s gonna stop
Maybe all this bullsh** will just drop
Bullsh** money, bullsh** funnies
Bullsh** brewing, bullsh** spewing