Getting Surreal
Well, everybody knows when
Ah, tell me again
Fatten up the pig and baby, let's pretend
That I can see the joke at the beginning or the end
Let me know the secret, honey
Then I'll be your best friend
Alakazam, Kalamazoo, salaam
Meet in the jungle where they never give a damn
If your clothes don't fit or if your marriage is a sham
They never weigh a woman by the kilo or the gram
If you got to make it baby, make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me how you feel
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Well written in the stars is a great big lie
That you never get to see until the minute that you die
By the time you get to heaven you're a whole 'nother guy
It's maybe just as well that you never had a bird eye
Little pig, little pig, lock your door
Take the gun from the wall and even up the score
I don't even know who the sun shines for
And I don't believe what I believe anymore
If you got to make it baby, make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me how you feel
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Well it's hot dog logic in a grapefruit time
Flutter your eyelids, and honey you'll be fine
Throw me your sins and I'll keep 'em with mine
You got a headful of stone and that's something divine
Get a little headrush, swallow a fly
Cut off your memories and hang them out to dry
It was a beautiful noise but now it's tumbling by
Well I was never here, that was never you or I
If you got to make it baby, make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me how you feel
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Hollywood dance might flash me a grin
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Ah, tell me again
Fatten up the pig and baby, let's pretend
That I can see the joke at the beginning or the end
Let me know the secret, honey
Then I'll be your best friend
Alakazam, Kalamazoo, salaam
Meet in the jungle where they never give a damn
If your clothes don't fit or if your marriage is a sham
They never weigh a woman by the kilo or the gram
If you got to make it baby, make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me how you feel
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Well written in the stars is a great big lie
That you never get to see until the minute that you die
By the time you get to heaven you're a whole 'nother guy
It's maybe just as well that you never had a bird eye
Little pig, little pig, lock your door
Take the gun from the wall and even up the score
I don't even know who the sun shines for
And I don't believe what I believe anymore
If you got to make it baby, make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me how you feel
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Well it's hot dog logic in a grapefruit time
Flutter your eyelids, and honey you'll be fine
Throw me your sins and I'll keep 'em with mine
You got a headful of stone and that's something divine
Get a little headrush, swallow a fly
Cut off your memories and hang them out to dry
It was a beautiful noise but now it's tumbling by
Well I was never here, that was never you or I
If you got to make it baby, make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me how you feel
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Hollywood dance might flash me a grin
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
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Writer(s): John Paul Lawler, Anthony Hoffer
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