Seven o'clock and you got your rock
You think everythings allright.
Next thing you know the sun comes up
What the hell happened to last night.
It makes you feel just like a king
But you ain't got no crown.
A brief million dollar
Smile traded in for a life long frown.
With a line
It's the rich dudes ass for a gluebags cash
Spread a universal disease.
Suggestion whets your appetite
And your shaking to the melody.
Fashion dolls social toys
Read about it in the noise.
You can pull your thrills through the big bills
In the end your'e just one of the boys.
White lies your really talkin now
Black truth it'll really show you how
White lies cold time to blow me down
Black truth I'll make you run and hide
With a line you got the fever