Speechwriters LLC - Clones lyrics

He writes books and she buys pants They listen to the television, go to the dance She's looking for the hookup, he's looking for romance He's giving her a look although he never had a chance With the white girl listening to hip-hop Driving on a Tuesday in her daddy's SUV 'Cause it's a white boy kicking it in flip-flops Representing uptown chilly cooling cold like a G Who's set to spread the lips, spread the seed, spread the word That the private reserve won't be tapped by a nerd He's out to set you straight what you thought that you heard That the breaking of the pack had straight never occurred And everywhere I look I see the same shirt Talking 'bout BanaCrombie AberGap and Fitch on the one-two And everywhere I go I hear the same song Talking bout the Fat Pink ZeppeJimi DaveBob Crew I'm thinking we're in trouble 'cause unless I'm seeing double We've been slowly taken over by clones Did you ever stop and wonder if the world is going under for the Sake of keeping up with the Joneses f**ing up the timing 'cause we never got the rhyming I've been stealing all my riffs from the Stones The world'll start burning when the tables stop turning I can feel it in the back of my bones The wood grain of the windowpane Has been covered up with siding to protect it from the rain The driveway begins at the end of the drain 'Cause the houses in my neighborhood they all look the same We come home at six, scratch the heads of our pets Crack a beer and watch the news and that's as good as it gets Feed the kids, f** the wife, pay the credit card debts If there's more to life than this we haven't found it yet But we go to the office and we go to the church And we go to the pusherman to help us with the search 'Cause we wanna stop dying the life we could be living Jocking co*k with Deepak, Doc Spock and David Niven Only everywhere I go I see the same shirt Talking 'bout the Perry Farrah Lauren Prada Chaps on the one-two And everywhere I go I hear the same song Talking 'bout the smooth flat jazz of FM 102 I'm thinking we're in trouble 'cause unless I'm seeing double We've been slowly taken over by clones Did you ever stop and wonder if the world is going under for the Sake of keeping up with the Jones-es f**ing up the timing 'cause we never got the rhyming I've been stealing all my riffs from the Stones The world'll start burning when the tables stop turning I can feel it in the back of my bones