You've been let on
Yes you were wrong
The whole time
You've been let on
Completely wrong
The whole time
They pave the way for every second of your day
It is no myth; no it’s the bible of the god
That they erected on the ashes of your neighborhood,
He’s looming look like the god of blunder,
Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie,
You sink to sing his praise because you’re lazy and you've been taught too much to learn.
Another pawn, a pink flamingo on the lawn of the capital of shame
With your buried head and only you to blame
You've been let on
Yes you were wrong
The whole time
You've been let on
Completely wrong
The whole time
The radio begins they take us for a ride and we are flailing,
But as hard as we may buck, the king of fools is still in place and fit to rule,
You fucking praise him; yes you fellate him with your trust,
Your parent’s parents made this happen, yeah eat your words and fold your napkins,
Another pawn a pink flamingo on the lawn and that’s all you'll ever be,
And if you thought that you were free, well
You've been let on
Yes you were wrong
The whole time
You've been let on
Completely wrong
The whole time
I'm in no way insinuating this is perfect but holy crap, the word fellate is sort of important in this song. this song isn't about Bush, it's about the state of the society that supports Bush.
Christ, I'll do it myself.
You've been let on Yes you were wrong The whole time
You've been let on Completely wrong The whole time
They pave the way for every second of your day It is no myth; no it’s the bible of the god That they erected on the ashes of your neighborhood, He’s looming look like the god of blunder, Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie, You sink to sing his praise because you’re lazy and you've been taught too much to learn. Another pawn, a pink flamingo on the lawn of the capital of shame With your buried head and only you to blame
You've been let on Yes you were wrong The whole time
You've been let on Completely wrong The whole time
The radio begins they take us for a ride and we are flailing, But as hard as we may buck, the king of fools is still in place and fit to rule, You fucking praise him; yes you fellate him with your trust, Your parent’s parents made this happen, yeah eat your words and fold your napkins, Another pawn a pink flamingo on the lawn and that’s all you'll ever be, And if you thought that you were free, well
You've been let on Yes you were wrong The whole time
You've been let on Completely wrong The whole time
I'm in no way insinuating this is perfect but holy crap, the word fellate is sort of important in this song. this song isn't about Bush, it's about the state of the society that supports Bush.