too many fake words, swirling in your head
too many fake words, until you'll probably be dead
too many fake words that to make you feel like shit
so you can get over it
a pleasant big lie to find a guy
a pleasant guy to keep you away
a guy in green to make you feel clean
a little reflection in your mirror because he's a gentleman
singing to noone in an alleyway because he's just them
all these gentlemen in green, can make me feel clean
all these gentlemen in clean, put shit into my green
I can make another joke, I'll make another yolk
It'll be funny, it'll be like drinking sour honey
but you can think he's bad, or you can think he's good
but maybe he's not well-understood
maybe he's just slow and he doesn't know what to think
maybe he's insane and he's on the brink
but he's just a gentleman in green and that's all he seems so
why is it such a problem?
why is it such a problem?
why is it such a problem?
fire escape
(V1)
gentlemen in green (that keep us clean) [a song to sing while I kill me]
I slept over and was 20 the next morning ; needed to press record
(recorded on a Hoboken fire escape)
• Gentlemen In Green