Armored Saint - Real Swagger lyrics

Cool your move, like you ain't got no worries, they all worry, when they hear you There you float in all your esteem glory A theory of sound is ringing through, leaving no clues Run, run the ceremony, ain't no one trick pony Run, run the ceremony, swagger with your cronies Man, you flail like you're a fish out of water Swim in water, swim in wine Like a bird who keeps on flying higher Let the others lead the blind, the ones with no eyes You got cunning eyes and a cooly tale They resemble someone Yeah cunning eyes, you resist their spell, never to be outdone Let the others lead the blind Run, run the ceremony, ain't no one trick pony Run, run the ceremony, swagger with your cronies Run, run the ceremony, ain't no one trick pony Run, run the ceremony, swagger with, swagger with your.... You go yarn, march to your own drummin' Attempt to inform me, if you're dead Still you blow, with people forever hummin' Can't get it out of our blood and out of the head, Transfusion instead Run, run the ceremony, ain't no one trick pony Run, run the ceremony, swagger with your cronies Run, run the ceremony...ceremony, ceremony Run, run the ceremony...swagger, swagger