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• Artiste: Sage Francis
• Titre: Lie Detector Test
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got a caveman banging on my back door. got a hang man hanging on my front lawn. got an old maid wasting away in the living room. kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons. got a paper full of yellow journalism. a restaurant waiter selling me words of wisdom. the small town crier is chilling with the village idiots. the big city slickers are still busy building pyramids. got a diploma but no wall to hang it. tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous. a job description that don't fit the bill. a fatal femme fatale dressed to kill. get me out of this...lie detector test. my pupils inhale and exhale. my breath is a microphone check. 1, 2, what is this? in a world where the girl's got retro tatoos and all i've got is a gut and velcro black shoes and elbows that move in a way that make space i'm looking at you. (stay awake, stay awake). natural face affected by the chemical leaks. grammatical mistakes in every sentence i speak. it doesn't matter, i make enough sense to seem deep. now look at me. (go to sleep, go to sleep). got a flea circus, i'm trying to take it to the road. got a nervous tick, they think i'm faking it though. got some cat in a back alley scratching up my records. some big wigs with fat bellies asking for seconds. got a fly girl with a landing strip begging for hot wax. a lonely upper lip and it's begging for a mustache. a prison system that listens to the parables of johnny cash. a wannabe war hero who only travels in body bags. i've got a poor man's version of a rich man. i've got a small van swerving through a big land. i've got a road map that's looking a lot like a math test. a blocked phone number and a bunk home address. i've got a way out but i ain't trying to use it, 'cause i've got some ins and i'mma bet all my winnings. if it hurts me more than it hurts you, then i won't hurt you. i've got more sense than virtue. i've got a curfew. it's 12 o'clock. after that, i'll start trembling if i get fed hiphop. 'cause i'm a g to the r-e-m-l-i-n. if i wasn't then why would i say i am? i said get me out of this...lie detector test. my pupils inhale and exhale. my breath is a microphone check. 1, 2, what is this?