Reality Show
How many fresh coats of paint is it gonna take to make this shack feel like a home?
Foundation is sinking fast, never gonna last, it's past its prime now, don'tcha know?
There's no need to complicate things for the sake of making everything move slow
Now we gotta
Move on before we have no place to go
Change the channel from this awful reality show
Why you wanna put lipstick on another pig to dig yourself another hole?
Is your head as hard as a brick? Is it really thick? I'm sick, so I'm gonna load a bowl
No matter how you dress it, it's still a load of shit, so sit down, shut your damn lie-hole
Now we gotta
Move on before we have no place to go
Change the channel from this awful reality show
Try to blame try to shame me
But I know exactly what I've done
I move safely
Safety is just a thing of the past
Catch a movie making violence not seem so bad
I'm done
And life can be a sonofagun
And speaking of guns, I'm never carrying one
Laws need to change
I'm tired of burying sons and daughters
Won't be marrying one, doesn't sound like much fun
Now we gotta
Move on before we have no place to go
Change the channel from this awful reality show
Foundation is sinking fast, never gonna last, it's past its prime now, don'tcha know?
There's no need to complicate things for the sake of making everything move slow
Now we gotta
Move on before we have no place to go
Change the channel from this awful reality show
Why you wanna put lipstick on another pig to dig yourself another hole?
Is your head as hard as a brick? Is it really thick? I'm sick, so I'm gonna load a bowl
No matter how you dress it, it's still a load of shit, so sit down, shut your damn lie-hole
Now we gotta
Move on before we have no place to go
Change the channel from this awful reality show
Try to blame try to shame me
But I know exactly what I've done
I move safely
Safety is just a thing of the past
Catch a movie making violence not seem so bad
I'm done
And life can be a sonofagun
And speaking of guns, I'm never carrying one
Laws need to change
I'm tired of burying sons and daughters
Won't be marrying one, doesn't sound like much fun
Now we gotta
Move on before we have no place to go
Change the channel from this awful reality show
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Writer(s): Robert Heyer
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