Senators - Game Show Host lyrics

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Senators - Game Show Host lyrics

[Smevz] A charmless man, who's really a harmless fan Of relieving seething demons three fingers per ardent hand Sippin' his liquor quicker than a bic's flicker regardless that He's been wishin' to quit the swishin' because he's an armless lad Starts to take charge, but it's hard with a guardless jab And a scarred heart too smart to embark on such artless plans The suffering is smothering, he's wondering how long the darkness lasts 'Til he's struggling, crumbling, then guzzling right back where he started at The worst thing about his drinking is thinkin' that it gets him better When really it's bringin' his feelings right up to a heated bettor Who's ready to sever his fingers if ever he can't get 'em The payment he claims that he's makin' when everything is said and Done, and that's the fun of self-medication Exchangin' all his pain for some chemically bent elation And it works at first but then he's left with defective ventilation Leavin' him weak, unable to breathe, and gettin' near his expiration [Hook] Like a game show host, he's a game show host Just a game show host, plastic as wax like a game show host A hollow game show host, plastic smile like a game show host Just another game show host, nobody's home cuz you're a game show host [Lish] She's confused and alone, she comes from a broken home She needs to make money, so in these streets she roams Looking for a place she can just call her own More than bein' called Ivory over the microphone She reaches the stage, she feels a lump up in her throat The music starts to play, she can't turn back, so here she goes Takes a shot, slams it back - burnin' in her throat and nose She despises survin' by slidin' out of her clothes For a bunch of greedy a**holes that she don't even know She's a daughter, she's a sister, but they just call her ho Objectified, she's petrified, it k**s her although - She hides it with that smile during every show So what does she do? She goes and gets herself pregnant Well when is she due? I think it's June that she's expectin' And what's with the do? She never gives her hair attention She looks so subdued, cuz her dude reduces her to remnants [Hook] [Smevz] At night he covers his ears in tears The man downstairs must've drank too many beers Sincerely seething and needin' to save her from here Bust as much as he loves his mother, he's so weakened with fear It's clear, that all he can do is try not to listen To the stiff fists hittin', to just sit and envision A position in which he can give a**istance dismissin' the villain Fixed beyond recognition and gettin' no willin' mortician The son watches the clock crawl 'til the sun crawls in And he's called down for breakfast again But the coffee and the eggs, and the sausage on his plate And the make-up on her face can't erase what he did Before he goes to school he's givin' his mother an embrace Knowin' nobody can save them, nobody can take 'em away Thinkin' that maybe he'll be able to take revenge one day But 'til then he's gotta hide it all and just look brave [Hook] [Lish] Just when you think you've heard it all before Somethin' really happens to erode your soul to the core He's turnin' ninety eight today, and it feels like a chore So lonely from deliverin' his wife to d**h's door She was his map, now he's lost without her Now where's he at, cuz his soul's devoured She was the reason he was breathin' but it seems that fate deceived him Ill-received, he can't believe that she would really up and leave him She's been gone for three years, yet he swears she's still here All these realizations finally gettin' him feelin' his fear That he needs to accept, that he's lost his best friend Seventy years of companionship, that's it, that's the end All the places he's been, all the things that he's seen Leaves him thinkin' that maybe there's nowhere left for he to be Now he won't say a lie and state tonight he's hating his life But it's just he's lost his drive without his wife, he's waiting to die

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