Cecil Otter - Chicken Or The Egg lyrics

[Hook] Grab your stones and punish me Leave me with nothing but shattered bones and busted knees These scattered poems are falling out of love with me They're falling out of love [Verse 1] Ay yo, take some time from your clock And save it in your bottle Your baby's not a model But she's got you picturing her In the pages of your nude magazine So who makes the fiend? And who makes the cleans American Carry us like kerosene? I ain't caroling I ain't afraid to sing It ain't embarra**ing It's just a way to scare the king into war If this means war Then you missed the meaning Of flipped coins made of gold Pour your soul out [?] Wearing your blue collar Before that red carpet rolls out Roll out, roll out [Verse 2] I want to rock a show until you all shout "f** you, man! Give me my money back You stabbed me so hard I'm leaving this club with a bloody back." [?] Like you could really pick that rusty latch That's got you locked inside the idiot box Don't be the idiot watching your life sentence sail away Sail away without meaning I'm dreaming; oh, I'm dreaming I'm dreaming; oh, I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming [Hook]