Sham-Maker Lyrics

Can't keep gettin' screened by your Thought Police

Can't live my life doin' as you please

Can't have a voice, have a choice!

Won't see your face and ever rejoice

Won't shake your hand in your Rolls-a-Royce

Won't catch the fleas carryin' your disease!

I wore all the suits of your biologies

I bore all the fruits of your theologies

I cooled down the rods of your ecologies

What does it take till you acknowledge these?

Back to the wall, Sham-Maker!

Can't fool us all, Sham-Maker!

Can't beat myself to death with a wet rat

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Can't sleep, all wet from sour sweat!

Won't just forget you cloaked me in debt

Won't kiss your ass and that's a threat

Won't lay down flat I ain't your welcome mat!

I taught all the tots your tautologies

I bought all your botched ideologies

I sung to the gods your doxologies

Well, here I come looking for apologies!

Back to the wall, Sham-Maker!

Can't fool us all, Sham-Maker!

(He walks no walks but he talks the talks)

Back to the wall, Sham-Maker!

Can't fool us all, Sham-Maker!