Lyrics:
HUCKSTERS When the whole truth went all viral We were happy as a clam All the stains and all the martyrdom We could finally understand it all We
on empty cans All of these tricksters and hucksters and scamps Many days I've got my hands full Tryin' to find out what's real But a bunch of hungry
on empty cans All of these tricksters and hucksters and scamps Many days I've got my hands full Tryin' to find out what's real But a bunch of hungry
wants to track me Chaos in Chiropraxy Huckster is the way to be Join us and you'll see Come be part of our pyramid scheme It's not so surprising It's
Here we are now where are we? It's like nothing I've ever seen We got horse throated huckster's whispered gimmicks Rubbernecking all the curious
Here we are now where are we? It's like nothing I've ever seen We got horse throated huckster's whispered gimmicks Rubbernecking all the curious
I'm attract bad motherfuckers like Magneto Street beggars stink like overdue burritos Yo, ghosty why do you look like huckster I dont know dude, why
I know You filthy huckster - you'd do it again I just think you ought to go I know The rage spirals out of my control I know You filthy huckster -
wise You're nothing but a sucker for a huckster's budget lies So wrap the flag around that bag of bones and show us all your pride Just thump that bible
do just for a dollar The huckster's hands that are folding to pray Will sell you forever to give up today Supply and demand it while the decency
Well he's a man of taste, a man of grace Got a makeup caked face, huckster's gaze A bright white suit and cherry red face A scion of truth for
fools like me Foolsgold sparkles In the huckster's eyes And thunders its logan Over human cries We opened that door with A skeleton key And made way for
disruptors And soul deconstructors And smooth-talking hucksters Out glad-handing each other And the voices that implore "You should be doing more"
measurements don't exist On the radar a Little blip in the shadow of motherships Been smothered and brashly muffled by Hucksters of global spin Like the sign
Venice Beach is poppin' Like live shrimp dropped on a hot wok Hucksters, hustlers and hawkers Set up their boardwalk shops Home for all
company Ranger, cleric, hunter, thief Druid, vandal, huckster, priest Amateur usurpers and catechism deserters Re tuning truffle pig noses To catalytic
or huckster of belief Making too much of a life so mercifully brief? So I stride down sunny streets and the band plays back my song They're applauding
the shadow of motherships Been smothered and brashly muffled by hucksters of global spin Like the sign on my back says "stab me", my soul is your little
move all him raps is null and void Disregarded The game thick with con artists and hucksters Flip a cardboard box, three-card monte social justice
growing old Hucksters pitching freaks of nature A little edgy a little blue Do you dare walk into the tent How could you dare get that tattoo You walk
release, just gurus and self- Appointed gods and hucksters, stupid Intellectuals The more people say, the less there is To say Even the best books are dry
rockets and generals and Leaders, by poets, doctors, comedians By manufacturers of soup And biscuit's, Janus-faced hucksters Of their own indexterity I can
Narrow foreheads — conveyor belt of freaks Objective vision — deceived from the first words Naive way forward — you falling down Hucksters
and the legends Miracles and myths of divine intervention Huckster and priest selling redemption Toll for the soul On the road to salvation And who are to blame?
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