Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire - Stoned With a Grin (feat. Dying Seed)

It's not a bad word
When you curse the sun
Because it's in your eyes
It's not a bad word at all

It's not a bad sign
When you chip a tooth
And you clutch your chest
It's not a bad sign at all

It's all relativity
Relative to this
It's all relativity
If you fail another urine test
It's better than a cardiac arrest

It's not such bad taste
If you lick your fingers
And gossip with friends
Telling dirty jokes to one and all

It's not such bad news
When your boss calls you in
And your stoned with a grin
Leaning up against the wall

It's all credibility
Credible witness
It's all credibility
It's better to embarrass than to shame
I don't think they know my last name

Anxiety, mania, backache and stress
A thousand dirty secrets
Too old to confess

And it's worse when you find out you've worked your last day
Tonight you'll be sipping a
7 And severance pay

It's not such bad time
If you clap on one
During a Motown song
At least you're clapping along

It's a liability
Liable to none
It's a liability

You describe how things are getting worse
Kids can't even write in free verse
You want the time machine to reverse
Slide the casket into the hearse

Written by:
Elliott Marx

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Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire

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