Calling all the shots
I’m dropping in and dropping lines
«Don't blow 'em till you know 'em,»
All I said is «interesting»
Meet me at the racetrack
Meet me in my winnebago
Cruising down the highway
«Everything is going fine» I’d say
But when you miss me
I’ll be ancient history
Older than the pyramids
And doing what my parents
Did before they met me
Hope they don’t regret me
But I would, to be honest
All I want is to be honest
So I try but then I slip an answer
A little lie, I wasn’t born to dance per say…
Wake me in the morning
I’ll be dreaming up the stories
I would tell so often
If I had a cough or coffin
Waiting at the end of every single day
And I would sleep with all the piggies
Eating what my master gives me
So, I try but then I slip an answer —
A little lie, I wasn’t born to dance per say
Oh, but I could dance the night away
I’ll do anything if you will pay