Bigfakelaugh

Lyrics for Bigfakelaugh

You mean today? No n-words, no Irish Shopkeeper pointin' to the signage Work sets you free on the gate, to the gate Everything in there is stretched, measured, weighed Pay for a plate, window 'round the side Nodded when the brother ladled extra into mines Squatted and ate lard biscuits, fried hog rind It was divine, right there in the Bible All-caps, "STICK WITH YOUR OWN KIND" Kaffir lime on large French '75, ordered in a dive Smile taped under, murder in the eyes She said, "You try workin' a nine-to-five, I got half a mind" And that was the end of our time I find it has a tendency to fly, time to ask Tyrone, do he drive? You can't eat pride (You can try) Social worker said, "Close your eyes Tell me where you see yourself in five, then write it down Come on guys, it's just a thought exercise" She walked down the road, she had thick thighs Big hips, ass kinda flat, but that's fine Covered my answer 'cause fuck these ugg-mugs (Fuck 'em) Before the jig's up, need every red cent And more than a few dimes (More than a few dimes) 'Fore they dig him up, need a lawyer and an alibi Before we pull the jux, let 'em know I'm camera-shy Rooms full of books, used to wonder what's inside Run my hands down the spine, now I sit saturnine I got a letter from my insurer the other day Opened and read it ("This has gotta be good news") Said that the treatment wasn't covered Turned to the family like, "I guess just forget it" ("Just forget it") Big fake laugh ("Ah, hahahahaha!") This ain't a Denzel movie, don't try to think fast Don't start changin' lanes, get yourself whiplashed Oh look, got yourself a shit bag ("Oh, whaddya know?") 'Fore they dig him up, need a lawyer and an alibi 'Fore we cook, jux, let 'em know I'm camera-shy Room full of books, used to wonder what's inside That was before, now out of sight, out of mind (And I don't mind) Really wanna keep it a secret? Hide it from yourself (Out of mind) Hid it as a child, now his arm too big to reach it Took the baby out of arms, wadin' to the deep end Waited for dad to come home, turned to evenin' Tree limbs skimmed the water, the dark deepen The car swerve, rainy season The regime purge, leakin' Cold, teeth chatterin', that's life leavin' The demiurge well beyond reason The urn Greecian, this is just bookkeepin' It's no bottom like crooked policemen Water unseasonably warm for the long weekend My father prepared a place and waited in the storm of spirits We was delivered My father's house has many rooms Mr. Biswas at the bend in the river Swimmin' now, you was born knowin' Born with the call, all eyes open My mother made me promise to bring her body to the ocean Not here, but warm Caribbean waters In Africa, you leave twins in the forest My sister had the courage to pay for us Before they set us up, need a lawyer and an alibi Before we do the gig, let him know I'm camera-shy Shelves full of books, it's a secret passageway on the other side Surprise, surprise Before they set us up, need a lawyer and a- (Surprise, surprise) Let 'em know (Surprise, surprise) I'm camera-shy (Surprise, surprise)