Diamonds & Pearls

Surprising the world

With diamonds & pearls

Song about a girl

Ain't really about a girl

Got a two way vanity mirror

I'm an Amity villain

With a peeping Tom complex

You just a soul collector

You keep putting 'em in a trash bag

You push 'em in a shopping cart

Go and act sad

When there's none left to collect

So you go on and you make more

But wait

Why are you losing it to the state for?

The next time you see me

It will be through plexi glass

There ain't no bailout from this jailhouse

Ain't no more petty cash

Easy come, easy go

A penny saved, a penny earned

And I've learned like this cliche

One of these days you get what you deserve

Surprising the world

With diamonds & pearls

For the song about a girl

Ain't really about a girl

I got a two way vanity mirror

I turn from an eight hundred pound gorilla

In the midst of misdirected anger

False blood that can run thinner than icy water

Watch the fang bang

Flirt with the Death Star

I cried by your bedside

Decided right then and there

To pretend you were alive

Maybe, baby, lie to me

Invade my privacy

Have the decency to say, "Bye"

After taking the bribe

Domestic piracy

You ran out of [incomprehensible] plunder

And launch pads to crash

So when you done playing dumb

Empty the trash

We're looking for our lives back

We wish we could've save yours

There's nothing we can buy back

'Cause everything was paid off

I found you in a pawn shop

You were stuck behind a glass case

I watched as the corpse dropped

Puppy dog sad face

Put a down payment on my meal plan

Just to see your shit eating grin

Save the frown for when

You need to shed your skin

Sell 'em to Chelsea yourself

The layers are coming off

Economic fail

Professional victim of sale cutting costs

Charity case, don't ask me to donate

The axe murdered your soul mate

My backs hurting from the tax burden

Pull your own weight

You're a punching bag for hire

Every minute is a sucker bit

So what's the over under

You'll rise up from the debt

With a completion of a ghost

The resurrection was a hoax

But two thousand years later

It's like, nobody knows

And you think you're slick enough

To turn a trick and spin the story

Just 'cause Jesus is your fair weather pimp

And you caught me

Praying with my fingers crossed

So I shuffled up the deck

Is this the card that you picked?

Well, if not, how about this?

Missionary ain't a job

It's a position

So assume it

The victimless crime watchdog

Has a owner that's abusive

Now isn't that ironic

With one hand in my pocket

And the other choking out

Near street corner profit

Uncrossed my fingers and I said

"Look at me when I'm talking, dear

I ain't mad at you"

That's the only miracle here

I ain't mad at you

I'm surprising the world

With diamonds & pearls

The song about a girl

Ain't really about a girl