Got a caveman banging on my back door Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn Got an old maid wasting away in the living room Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons
Got a paper full of yellow journalism A restaurant waiter selling me words of wisdom The small town crier is chilling with the village idiots The big city slickers are still busy building pyramids
Got a diploma but no wall to hang it A job description that don't fit the bill A fatal femme fatale dressed to kill
Get me out of this, lie detector test My pupils inhale and exhale My breath is a microphone check, 1, 2, what is this?
In a world where the girl's got retro tattoos And all I've got is a gut and Velcro black shoes And elbows that move in a way that make space
Natural face affected by the chemical leaks Grammatical mistakes in every sentence I speak It doesn't matter, I make enough sense to seem deep (Go to sleep, go to sleep)
Got a flea circus, I'm trying to take it to the road Got a nervous tick, they think I'm faking it though Got some cat in a back alley scratching up my records Some big wigs with fat bellies asking for seconds
Got a fly girl with a landing strip begging for hot wax A lonely upper lip and it's begging for a mustache A prison system that listens to the parables of Johnny Cash A wannabe war hero who only travels in body bags
I've got a poor man's version of a rich man I've got a small van swerving through a big land I've got a road map that's looking a lot like a Math test A blocked phone number and a bunk home address
I've got a way out but I ain't trying to use it 'Cause I've got some ins and I'ma bet all my winnings If it hurts me more than it hurts you then I won't hurt you I've got more sense than virtue, I've got a curfew, it's 12 o'clock
After that I'll start trembling if I get fed hip hop 'Cause I'm a G to the R E M L I N If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
I said get me out of this lie detector test My pupils inhale and exhale My breath is a microphone, check 1, 2, what is this?