Second Day of Christmas Songtext
von Homeboy Sandman
Second Day of Christmas Songtext
That′s not freedom
I see you all join em
I guess you can't beat em
So much for Antietam
Don′t call me conceited
'Cause I ain't conceding
If something misleading
I think I′d miss leading
If I remained seated
Like I′m in agreement
That would be so grievous
I'm voicing my grievance
Instead of being quiet
You feel you′re required
To make me compliant
Feel free to come try it
I triumph
All that bias
And Joe Biden
I don't buy it
It′s just clowns trying to build a empire
It is more sound taking down the entire
House of cards, I'm fitting to cause it all to expire
That′s a better look, I'm looking out for trip wire
Leaving those squares without no spares and a flat tire
Cultivate the suntan for the vampire
Come to lend a hand till the whole plan to distract fam backfires
Big facts the big fat liars who stand pat and preach towards choirs
Are so tired
Sometimes
You might have to be outside before the sunrise
Rise and shine
When it come time for you to take sides better not be shy
Better decide
Better say hi and not hide
Before you end up hogtied which is a hard time
To end up in a porcine bind
Now you're paying court fines for the hundred twenty forth time
Fire in the furnace furnishing the pork rind
I′m just being earnest like I′m Ernest Borgnine
One time
For your mind and mine
The tourists who arrived through divine design
And wound up alongside your stank behind
Thrown together like Frankenstein
So being frank is
Fine
Peace God
Keep it Frank like Frank Drebin from the files of Police Squad
Now that wasn't so hard
I see you all join em
I guess you can't beat em
So much for Antietam
Don′t call me conceited
'Cause I ain't conceding
If something misleading
I think I′d miss leading
If I remained seated
Like I′m in agreement
That would be so grievous
I'm voicing my grievance
Instead of being quiet
You feel you′re required
To make me compliant
Feel free to come try it
I triumph
All that bias
And Joe Biden
I don't buy it
It′s just clowns trying to build a empire
It is more sound taking down the entire
House of cards, I'm fitting to cause it all to expire
That′s a better look, I'm looking out for trip wire
Leaving those squares without no spares and a flat tire
Cultivate the suntan for the vampire
Come to lend a hand till the whole plan to distract fam backfires
Big facts the big fat liars who stand pat and preach towards choirs
Are so tired
Sometimes
You might have to be outside before the sunrise
Rise and shine
When it come time for you to take sides better not be shy
Better decide
Better say hi and not hide
Before you end up hogtied which is a hard time
To end up in a porcine bind
Now you're paying court fines for the hundred twenty forth time
Fire in the furnace furnishing the pork rind
I′m just being earnest like I′m Ernest Borgnine
One time
For your mind and mine
The tourists who arrived through divine design
And wound up alongside your stank behind
Thrown together like Frankenstein
So being frank is
Fine
Peace God
Keep it Frank like Frank Drebin from the files of Police Squad
Now that wasn't so hard
Writer(s): Angel Del Villar Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com