do you like how i dance? i got zirconium pants
(consequential enough to slip you into a trance)
do you like how i walk? do you like how i talk?
do you like how my face dISinTEGRATES iNTO CHALK
i have a wounderful wife, i have a powerful job
she criticizes me for being egocentric
you practice your mannerisms into the wall
if this mirror were clearer id be standing so tall
i saw you slobber over clovers on the side of the hill
i was observing the birds
(circle in for the kill)
ive been you, i know you
your façade is a scam
you know youre making me cry, this is the way that i am
i've been living a lie
a metamorphical scheme
detective undercover, brotherhood objective, obscene
oh, no, no, oh, yeah