Pot Kettle Black
I bet you think we didn't know
Didn't even see the tides change
But it's a small, small world, girl
Getting even smaller every day
I bet you think we didn't know
Didn't even see the tides change
But it's a small, small world, girl
Getting even smaller every day
You can fake that smile
For a hollow while
But the kids all learn
Once those bridges burn
Ssssssssssssss
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It's toxic
Get it out my face
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It's toxic
Get it out my face
And don't be surprised
If they don't buy your lies
Some of us can see through
Your stained glass eyes
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Oh my god
Did you hear (yeah)
About that bitch
And what she did?
I don't believe it
Aw, aw
What a ho
What a tramp
What a slut
(Pause)
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Didn't even see the tides change
But it's a small, small world, girl
Getting even smaller every day
I bet you think we didn't know
Didn't even see the tides change
But it's a small, small world, girl
Getting even smaller every day
You can fake that smile
For a hollow while
But the kids all learn
Once those bridges burn
Ssssssssssssss
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It's toxic
Get it out my face
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It's toxic
Get it out my face
And don't be surprised
If they don't buy your lies
Some of us can see through
Your stained glass eyes
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Oh my god
Did you hear (yeah)
About that bitch
And what she did?
I don't believe it
Aw, aw
What a ho
What a tramp
What a slut
(Pause)
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Talk that, talk that smack
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
Watch your, watch your back
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Scot Tweedy, Jay Bennett
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