Mr Truth

Dog days are gone
Two thorns, no rose
What's up, not much
Bad teeth, long nose

A bed of lies for mister truth
Evil eyes enjoy his doom

Six months, once more
Know lots, know nought
Moist cloth, clean up
Freedom, free fall

Whistle, red card for mister truth
Mean old Gab, this town's his tomb

Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad
Shut up
Shut up, lad



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriele Cossu
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