Lyrics:
Old soap opera
No soap-reality
Legal slave trade
Domestos kills all known truths dead
Soap to wash the darkest stain
Profit covers up
suppose to do
I'm like, "Why I gotta be all that?" but still I can't deny the fact that it's true
Listen to you expressing all them feelings
Soap opera
livin' in America
Just make it what you want it to be
Soap opera child with hope in her eyes
Lookin' for a starrin' role
She came into town and acted
what we could do today
Soap opera says you've got one life to live
Who's right, who's wrong?
What have you done for me lately?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
war cyaa green or cool like tea
Dem a badman a yard and big fraud a broad
Bad inna dem house but a big punk a road
Dem a chink inna board, soap opera
between us
This soap opera play that we're in
Is just like you watch on t.v.
But I never thought that I'd ever get caught in it
Starring you him and me
In
Soap Opera Cant Sweet So (Hear Me)
Just Sight Some Kinda Sista (Hear Me)
Haffi Secure Me Walk Tru The Pearly Gates
[Shaggy:]
Next Sunday Na Miss Me
Living in a cheap soap opera
Questioning your dreary existence
Life of problems
Life of misery
High school horror
End it now
Here's the chair
What's this talk about waltzes
Taking the place of swing
I don't like waltzes
If they cancel my soap operas
I'll make it through
They can take
suppose to do
I'm like, "Why I gotta be all that?" but still I can't deny the fact that it's true
Listen to you expressing all them feelings
Soap opera
watch one soap opera a day. And if he happens to walk in
The house, I'm
Paranoid. I just jump up and turn off the TV. Except he says, "Is that
All
The girl of your dreams be coming over to smoke
Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Drop it, stop it
With all the soap operas
and being cool.
Here comes the summertime, the feeling's in the air.
I remember drive-ins, soap operas, fireworks and county fairs.
And the feeling
less empty
Maybe we were waiting way too long to end this soap opera story
You'll accept just half of all these consequences
Maybe then that's when
she don't love me anymore.
And if anyone should ask me, here's who I'm singing for:
For the people who read People magazine,
For the soap opera
on to the next schmo who flows, he nose-dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old, partner
But the beat goes on, da-da-dum,
see past the fucking towers of the factory
The worldwide soap opera playing on my tv
Teaching me the tenants of my society
I've got a bone to pick with
Giving me hell
Still I can smile at what I see
Soap operas full of vanity
So much wealth and property
Side by side with petty crime
Is that
you did to me
All of that shit I put up with you know I did and you wanted out
It's a soap opera
It's a soap opera
Damn
It was an autumn day I was in
Maybe it's like a soap opera
Sometimes I would wonder
I don't know what it could be
Mens Rea always in the streets
Causing sparklines like statistics
fights to type
Story of murder in his life
Or soap operas all day
In rooms of dirty laundry
But I'm in flat of angles
Hiding in flat of angles
Over.
The man who's head expanded.
The soap opera writer, would follow him around
and use his jewels for T.V. prime time.
The man who's head
life
Or soap operas all day
In rooms of dirty laundry
But I'm in flat of angles
Hiding in flat of angles
Right down to its gables
And the sun
religion
And soap opera love
Whatever happened to
Heavens above?
Well you can lie to me
And I imagine you do
If nothin's right
What's wrong?
That's
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