Chameleon Paint - Tropical Fuck Storm

These are only my impressions

All of which are false

The day you’ve got nothing to say’s

The day I check your pulse

Your ravings and your disses

Your cruel cruel cruel cool

You never did nothing you hid

Except water down the truth

FYI a POV

Don’t make an NGO

This scorn porn’s just the showboat spawn

Of lying in an exit poll

Who’s screwing who, what, where, how?

*(Wow!)*

Power gets let off every time

And all this scot-free moralising’s got

Me quite demoralised

You phone it in

All shame and sin

You’re coming out swinging, ohh

Those who can’t, teach

Those who don’t, speech

Cause we’d never see the light on our own

(Ohh) So why do I feel like I’m dying?

Shame and sin

Where you been

I don’t ever miss you being on my own

Then you come in

All knowing

Like you’ve never made mistakes of your own

Kneel down by the advertising

Don’t you make a single false move

We’ve got spies and rabble rousing

Seems like you could use a little sagely abuse

Where you been?

Shame and sin

I see everyone’s joining in like they know

Then you come in

All shame and sin

Like you’ve never made mistakes of your own

Life’s beautiful

(Ohh) So why do I feel like I’m dying?