Got No Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Song Lyrics  |  House: Booksie Classic
a bit of a nastier one here - these are the lyrics for a song on my CD "Horny Jesus" - available on Amazon under the band name "Butterfly Bush" - also available in my book of poetry "Love and Angst, But Mostly Angst"

Submitted: October 27, 2014

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Got No Time

 

A heap load of trash that you meet on the road,
When your only goal is movin’ floor to floor,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
Or for stealin’ some magic from a lover’s eyes
 

A dark-haired beauty with a ponytail,
Another mute tongue from a childhood jail,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
Or for wipin’ his sweat from inside of your thighs
 

Skin-tight jeans and no meat on her bones,
A rodent with 80’s hair lickin’ a toad,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
When her long bangs cover up her vacant eyes
 

Protective papa with a shotgun in hand,
To get into her pants you gotta run through sand,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
Or for readin’ some vows in a suit and a tie
 

A metalhead rocker with hair in her face,
To hear her history, such a disgrace,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
Or for a well-fucked corpse all covered in flies
 

All decked out disguised as the one,
But the one that got away proved much more fun,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
Or for dreamin’ of her panties slidin’ down her thighs
 

What, hey, you again, glad that you’re back,
But you still got his name tattooed on your back,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
Or for searchin’ for truth amongst the stuff that you hide
 

A broken down loner still stuck on the road,
Tryin’ to find a princess who will kiss a toad,
I got no time for the virtue of lies,
Or for paintin’ myself a hero in some other’s eyes


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