Burnt Pride is a crazy thing / But now what does it take to make you feel
Me concrete? / I ain’t your maitre’d I ain’t on pain relief / This ain’t
Make believe I ain’t on no ankle leash / I tried speaking in a rational
Manner /Tried to get my point across using regular me(ans) / I even
Patterned my delivery / Similarly after something you had said / So that
You would not interpret me differently but / My head’s on a tree swing /
Your debt’s still lingering / While you erect gates with codes really
Nobody knows / I ask, «Why’s it always closed?» / I’m told it’s my approach
/ Well let’s suppose / just for the sole sake of argument that/ despite the
Spite and all the ill will you’re harboring / that me, Lyrics Born, all
This power that I’m harnessing / That I didn’t come in here to no
Conquering / That I came in here to do a little bargaining / Grease key
People do some apple polishing / Maybe hail a cab for my local congressman
/ so he can hook me with the landlord in parliament / Then I’ll set up a
Booth, hand-pick my operatives / Train ’em up, send my squad of garbagemen
/ To spread the good will, all in the environment / and all the false
Doctrine and all the carcinogens, but now / I gotta be wise ’bout who I’m
Targeting / The key is make the young folks offerings / so that they don’t
Become adults that are demonstrative / or else my chances of retirement go
Spiraling / So then I work my way into their subconsciousness / I tell them
Always use caution, now, cautiousness, because / Are you absolutely positive
That you can make it without us and be prosperous? / You need to look at me
And my accomplishments / Hey, I got an idea, let’s start a partnership! /
It’ll be just like livin’ in a Harlequin / And we’ll feed our pond fishies
Ostriches / we’ll feed the starved kiddies self-doubt lozenges / Just
Peeling layer after layer off their confidence / until it’s one planet us
Homogenous / versus one gumball you optimists!! / Burn pride!! Burn
Pride!! / Burn pride!! Burn Pride!! / Burnt Pride is a crazy thing / What
Does it take to make you feel me concrete? / I ain’t your maitre’d, I ain’t
On pain relief / this ain’t make believe, I ain’t on no ankle leash / I
Tried speaking in a rational manner / Tried to get my point across using
Conventional means / I even patterned my delivery
Similarly after something you had said / so that you would not interpret me
Differently, but- / My head’s on a tree swing / Your debt’s still lingering
/ While you erect gates with codes really nobody knows / I ask, «Why’s it
Always closed?» / I’m told it’s my approach / Okay, what’s appropriate your
Royal holiness? / Shall I fan you with foliage in front of an audience? /
Hi-five Napoleon? / Lo-five a Scorpion? / Then and only then would there
Ever be an opening / Well, that’s just your big, wet blanket of power / You
Weight us down with double-talk until we think we’re insane / But if you’re
Trying to save your pride / You’re trying to save your pride / As far as
I’m concerned that shit is going down in flames / With your piddly-ass
Riddles / You think I ain’t mentally apt / I see you slither ’round my
Ankle like I ain’t gonna react / No more me nibblin’ on a bridle while
You’re kickin’ my abs / No more «everything’s Ore-Ida» when I can’t even
Stand / No more fiddling with the maps / No more belittling the past / No
More nonsense when my questions is asked / No more concessions for an ego
So fragile / Any self-expression chips away at your castle / Your pride’s
Your damsel, you built your barricade / I was so careful / I danced around
Your insecurities /on your schedule / Ignored all your absurdities / But
All the people / you parody with that dogshit your nurturing / Then you
Have the nerve to take certain shit personally / I didn’t even speak a
Handful and I encroached on your territory / You need therapy there mister
Pharisee / seriously, ’cause apparently your circuitry’s terribly damaged /
How ’bout a nice hot kerosene bath / I’ll come back / I’ll serenade you
With flaming arrows oh serpentine / Your pride needs refurbishing / I’ll
Extend you that courtesy like- / «Hi, this is Lyrics Born servicing!» /
Burnt Pride!! Burnt Pride!!
