Tickle The Truth - Widespread Panic
She complains you look different Yeah but I'm keeping my name Your not drinking the usual I said it all tastes the same She fled you smell like L.A. Yeah, but check out my new frames Oh these cool shades make you look bitching She split from our table And mumbled remember to tip I had a twenty I'm ready But I said I might skip Some people act funny When your just trying to be hip Spent a little time outside the kitchen Magnificent miles Trying out this new walk And people are watching Like stepping on chalk The learning curves behind Like a memory stall But in all it's an innocent mission She rang me last night Said that wasn't you, was it? I said all colors are money Fit for deposit Half naked right now I've got soup in the closet Sometimes with words I'm just fishing Should I come over? It sounds like you need me I said hey that's funny You sound like my TV Just try this thing once It'll make life so easy And even puppies come under suspicion Then a lover came knocking And I open the door With an apple in my hand She said what's that for It's the past and the future But I shouldn't say more That's just my radio hissing Well I know you too well And I know you're no villain I said don't look now 'Cause I'm ripping of Dylan What you see is a little crusty The real things the filling A sound bite from above, a beautician All the jokers in this world They're swarming like bees Catch one by the point Make you fall to your knees Lenny Bruce was a profit Of the 1960's Two shows of tonight's inquisition And drifted and dreaming Lost in a bed Body's ups and down Are just food for the head It's front page and french fries And the funny pages instead We tickle the truth into submission And all it's an innocent mission Just tickle the truth into submission And tickle the truth into submission
Artist: Widespread Panic
Title: Tickle The Truth