Lyrics:
an audience's whim
He lives by a code
Known only to him
And eh doesn't make money
to Buy watches and cars
Cause there's no time and no place to go
For a man
dat, looka dat)
He likes to show off his physique
(Looka dat, looka dat)
If there's an audience to be found
He'll be streakin' A-round invitin'
lights
We may need 'em you know, the ones in the
Audience heh heh okay
're you ready? Not too fast
Now 'cause I wanna
Get the right notes on the tape 'N'
of friends and many are foes
But as the audience grows security knows
Stopping me now is kinda serious
No use in dreading what they call Armageddon
I
with feeling, send your audience reeling
Rock on, rock on
Find a man with a van, and a back up band
Who'll give you a hand on your one night stand
A girl is a man's sweet nest
We all know the way it ends
No matter how many times we film it
The audience thinks they've seen it for the first
with feeling, send your audience reeling
Rock on, rock on
Find a man with a van, and a back up band
Who'll give you a hand on your one night stand
wouldn't believe it, but . . . I'm very much like the people here in this audience tonight . . .
Bozzio: What?
Frank: I think we definitely have
me a clap. A yes is fine (laughing) ok? (voice from audience â??I love that songâ??) Thank you. Praise God. I tell you, I know everybody's in the same
of friends and many are foes
But as the audience grows security knows
Stopping me now is kinda serious
No use in dreading what they call Armageddon
I
diagnosed
Comedians sans audience
Acrobats sans elegance
Contortions that leave your back breaking
Keep at it till your whole body's aching
Now show them
What if I'm the one
Who is certain he is right
But the audience knows better
What if I'm the one
What if I'm the one
Who shouts "Curse you, hero"
crash and burn
Brainwashed audience
Just sink into the earth
This euphoria
Where nothing seems to work
The tides forever turn
Got the sun in my eyes
Don't
wonder It's obvious
Guilt trip for the audience
Angels picking straws for enlightened
I wonder if they ever feel biased
Out there you can feel your senses
behind him
But they're not there, 'cause they don't care
As the empty stage reminds him
And so he takes his anger out
On an audience that never did
the audience
Fuck love it brought me so much darkness Fuck love bitches think its marvelous
Fuck love it brought me so much darkness Fuck love that shit fake its
an audience have a round of applause
Is it my fault yeah
Skid up driver why she following my car
You don't trust me do you searching for my lyca
Do I like her
she didn't
She doesn't drop the blinds on purpose just to let me look
I got audience but
I ain't feeling the pressure
My mindstate is killing depression
We've gotta chase that fame
And chase that trend
We're always one step behind
One step behind
We gotta grow our audience
Become notorious
Find out
Where all of our audience cheering us alive
Ohhh woahh ohhh ohhh ohhh
Ohhh ohhh
Yeah woahh ohhh ohhh ohhh
Checking the reality
Its not a joke theres a lot
to play for audience
Since I was on early age
I have this magic prevelege.
Hey, mr. Armstrong! It's a wonderful life
Everyone knows, but I have doubts
Too
she'll love it
I'm headed back to the safe and unlocking this shit
I'm back again
I'm going back to the stage where my audience sits
Nigga, I'm back again
a high tolerance
I just gram’d out a qp at the show I got high audience
Let’s have high sex 2 hoes they have BI sex
Rip to Steve job I sip this hi tech
Life is a stage where we play a role
Days are gone and we wait for the audience to come
There is reward for those who stand for the applauses
Only
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