Encyclopedia of Classic Takedowns
Are we judged here by the things we say,
Or is it just the noise we make?
Long ago you were a patent pending,
There was a time you were the artist friendly one... one...
When you really have to move you'll be amazed
At the way you learn to hide this stuff away,
At the rider with the new headliner, at the show,
Only looking for some new venues you could outgrow...
I didn't meant to live that many lies,
Compiled in an encyclopedia of classic takedowns.
I didn't meant to live that many lies,
At the tail end of a long receiving line, you were a holdout.
Someone really needs to turn the lights out,
Don't you know there is a war on here?
It's time enough out on the dead end streets, you're done exploring,
Done it to death, haven't you? Haven't you?
I didn't meant to live that many lies,
Compiled in an encyclopedia of classic takedowns.
I didn't meant to live that many lies,
At the tail end of a long receiving line, you were a holdout.
Got the mail on the first day back, in the loft apartment left to rot,
Left there listening the Hurricane Smith,
If it gets more inappropriate, I don't wanna know... I don't wanna know.
I didn't meant to live that many lies,
Compiled in an encyclopedia of classic takedowns.
I didn't meant to live that many lies,
At the tail end of a long receiving line, you were a holdout.