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Tiramisu Back Rub

from Hope? by DRTYUNCL

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Yea, I'm still all alone
You're getting sick of hearin it by now, I know
I'll stop sayin' it as soon as somebody starts playin' this
Harp lateral to my rib...this is bullshit
Bein' direct to chicks has not gotten me shit
Besides a porn collection and a hand full of dick
No energy to be pissed, but if that's what it is
I'd be the only motherfucker you know sayin' it
And you'd call me an asshole for crushin' the eggshells
I've been stompin along upon since '88 of April
Stay still, and water down the liquid you feel
Fuck that, how could I ever claim to be a real
Person with real thoughts, with somethin' to be taught
Grillin' someone elses words on some lips cooked raw
Seen too many of friends take the fall for a broad
Change their image into no reflection at all
You call me stubborn sittin' next to ya manchild
Watch him nod his head in agreeence all the damn while
I guess I'm the bad guy, for livin' my sad life
Interpreting sight into words, I'm an ass right?
If I'm an asshole then I'm sorry for the stench
Plug ya sensitive nose to the truth that I've lent -- you
Take it or set it down but I want it back at end
And now you're offended? Don't fuckin' pretend it
Meant anything to you when I was catering to your ways
Now that I've spoken truth you wanna make a display
Must be the first time you've run into a guy
Who hasn't lathered you with lies to dig in your thighs
It's the early disguise, the mask with soulless eyes
That guys wear around girls those first few times
They meet. While romanticizing a new fling
You shut ya mouth long enough to enchant this dream
I'm awake as can be, I'm only here for the facts
I'd rather hear my soul sing then wash my goals clean
Just to cling to the sickness inside of me
And wise up to the scheme and see they lied to me
Again -- Lonliness, my closest friend
Its you and I until the self-confined end
Keepin' my hands busy so as not to lend them
To anyone else except the one that sent them
Can't contend with this tidal wave of lies
Onn the sandbar, watchin' the fishes swim by
Knowin' they'll be victim to the next bigger species and why
Would I feel any different in the triangle of life?
Three sides, three points, enclosed by your parents
Connecting to the dots of man, woman and marriage
Place a kid in center and you're stuck in the lines
I guess I was always bound to be the outside

Where at least I know that the geometry's mine
There's always so much more mathematics to find
We are the lines and a triangle pleases the mind
But there's always so much more mathematics to find

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from Hope?, released November 27, 2012

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