Bullshit Mr. Han Man



 
I closed the door on Satan's whore
And chewed life in one swallow
Saw the freak, took his mystique
Now I'm the one to follow
I ain't your dirty, pushing thirty
Climbing into hell
Born to fight, I saw the light
And recognised your smell


 

Thieving, cheating, beating, lying
All y'all are multiplying
Screaming, scheming, testifying
Sell your shit but I ain't buying

 
 

Bullshit, Mr. Han Man
Who decides the cheap seats on this ride ?
Bullshit, Mr. Han Man
Do they ever ask if you're inside ?

You make the rules that soothe the fools
Inside your ivory tower
Authority means shit to me
'Cause I'm the higher power
I reign supreme, I am the cream
I milked me from your teat
Now you're down on even ground
Your shit don't smell so sweet


 

Moulding, norming, disinforming
Lay your stool the flies come swarming
Wheeling, dealing, truth-concealing
I'm one soul that you ain't stealing

 
 

Bullshit, Mr. Han Man
Who decides the cheap seats on this ride ?
Bullshit, Mr. Han Man
Do they ever ask if you're inside ?



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