i lie the truth

A song about how our thoughts and words define our world.

1989 CHRIS BUTLER/ 1989 FUTURE FOSSIL MUSIC (BMI)



I...TWIST WHAT I TASTE TOUCH AND SEE

BUT, I...THINK YOUR STORY... STINKS... ANGEL

I DON'T BELIEVE A WORD OF IT

NOW WHEN I... LOAD AND... SHARPEN MY TONGUE

I...SPIT THE BIG LIE, RUMORS, WORLDS

AND I BELIEVE EVERY WORD OF IT

ANGEL, ANGEL

I'M CHOPPING EVERYTHING UP

SHAVING IT DOWN TO FIT MY MOUTH

I'M BLOWING IT UP

PUMP IT BACK UP SO BIG THEY BOUNCE

BOUNCE AROUND THE HOUSE

I...STRETCH FACTS CAN YOUR EAR TASTE MY SWEAT?

I...BREATHE FOR FUN, LIVNG MY LANGUAGE

BUT I DON'T THINK YOU TRUST THAT, DO YA?

ANGEL, ANGEL

I'M MAKING IT UP

PUTTING THAT SPIN WHERE IT BELONGS

HONEST AS I CAN BE

BUT NOTHING SITS STILL FOR VERY LONG

MY VERSION'S NEVER WRONG

I LIE THE TRUTH

I'D RATHER SEE ARMIES DANCING

I LIE THE TRUTH

I'D RATHER PULL WOOL OVER YOUR EYES

SO TALK TO ME, HOW YA BEEN? HOW'S YOUR LIFE?

I GOTCHA... TEMPORARY... SURE

WELL, YOU KNOW, WE WE LIVE AT THE LEVEL OF OUR LANGUAGE

WELL, SHE UNDERSTOOD THAT ... CAUSE A...

SHE STARTED DRIPPING DIAMONDS

AND I SMELLED THAT 'TAKE ME HOME" PERFUME

AND THE BIG CLOCK HAND STALLS MID-TICK

AND I REV

EY!, SOMEONE JUST FELL OUT THE WINDOW!

DID THEY JUMP OR WERE THEY PUSHED?

WELL, WHAT DID THEY EXPECT TO CONQUER WITH THAT GUITAR ANYWAY?

WHAT'S TRUE TURNED OUT TO BE JUST ANOTHER POINT OF VIEW

LIKE THERE'S A HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL TAPED UNDER ONE OF YOUR SEATS...

OR..OR...THE PERSON SITTING NEXT TO YOU WANTS TO SLEEP WITH YOU

THE PERSON SITTING NEXT TO YOU DOESN'T LIKE YOU AT ALL

SOMEONE'S HIDING SOMETHING AND I KNOW WHAT IT IS!

THERE'S A BOMB UNDER ONE OF YOUR SEATS

DON'T LOOK

THERE'S A BOMB IN ONE OF YOUR CARS

DON'T LOOK... DON'T YOU TRUST ME?

THIS BUILDINGS ON FIRE

THIS IS THE LAST THING ONE OF YOU WILL EVER HEAR

HEY... YOU'VE LOST WEIGHT... LOOKIN' GOOD...

LIKE CHICKEN.