Scared Famous - Ariel Pink

Well, little baby

I’m a little bit shy

But once you know me

It’ll be all right

We can go on a date

Take you on a scary trip

To Firecrack!!!

Too many nights all alone at home

Me and the TV playing telephone

By the time my answer gets through

You tell me Jeopardy won’t gimme the clue

My sense tell me «Go on,

Get on with the race»

My senses tell me «Just go on,

And tell them you won»

The Grammy, the Oscar,

The world

And you and I, we should go inside

Look at cards and commit suicide

TV won’t tell me the news

Me and my fucking shit

Break out your noose!

My senses tell me «Go on,

Get on with the race»

My senses tell me «Just go on,

And tell them you won»

The Grammy, the Oscar

The world

The Grammy, the Oscar

Oh no!

December 1st, 1921

Me and your mama

Started having fun

And why didn’t she

Come out of you?

Like a.

bitch

She took a.

screw!

My senses tell me «Go on,

Get on with the race»

My senses tell me «Just go on,

You know that you’ve won»

Don’t worry

The Grammy, the Oscar

The world

The Grammy, the Oscar

A lover!

My senses tell me «Just go on,

And tell them you’ve won»

My senses tell me «Go on»