The Deal
Ask me when I'm coming home
These are things you'll never know
'Cause I talk too much
Don't talk too much to you
Take the Deal
I feel so old
You may not know
But my soul overloads
Take and steal
The appeal
Is my gold
Through all the new
Is a time borrowed
Take the Deal
I feel so old
You may not know
But my soul overloads
Who's this cunt in the coverband?
Taking all their lovely fans
Couldn't have them cause they're dead
Silly me It should be said
I'm the cunt in the cover band
Taking all their lovely fans
Lennon glasses in hand
Going out a backdoor man
In the time I felt like posing just like Jesus Christ
Find a religion to kill by
A true decision for a common life
In the time I felt like a passenger with Jesus Christ
You can't check me with the eyes
I only move clockwise
In the time I felt like dressing up as Jesus Christ
And getting all hippie-fied
And living out a commie life
In the time I felt like posing just like Jesus Christ
A religion to kill by
A true decision for a common life
In the time I felt like posing just like Jesus Christ
A religion to kill by
A true decision for a common life
In the time I felt like a passenger with Jesus Christ
You can't check me with the eyes
I only move clockwise
In the time I felt like dressing up as Jesus Christ
And getting all hippie-fied
And living out a commie life
These are things you'll never know
'Cause I talk too much
Don't talk too much to you
Take the Deal
I feel so old
You may not know
But my soul overloads
Take and steal
The appeal
Is my gold
Through all the new
Is a time borrowed
Take the Deal
I feel so old
You may not know
But my soul overloads
Who's this cunt in the coverband?
Taking all their lovely fans
Couldn't have them cause they're dead
Silly me It should be said
I'm the cunt in the cover band
Taking all their lovely fans
Lennon glasses in hand
Going out a backdoor man
In the time I felt like posing just like Jesus Christ
Find a religion to kill by
A true decision for a common life
In the time I felt like a passenger with Jesus Christ
You can't check me with the eyes
I only move clockwise
In the time I felt like dressing up as Jesus Christ
And getting all hippie-fied
And living out a commie life
In the time I felt like posing just like Jesus Christ
A religion to kill by
A true decision for a common life
In the time I felt like posing just like Jesus Christ
A religion to kill by
A true decision for a common life
In the time I felt like a passenger with Jesus Christ
You can't check me with the eyes
I only move clockwise
In the time I felt like dressing up as Jesus Christ
And getting all hippie-fied
And living out a commie life
Credits
Writer(s): Landon O'rourke
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