George Hrab - Shoe lyrics

Scrambled eggs and scrambled minds Lead to scrambled rules and scrambled times The finger points with no affection And blame is cast by mere suggestion Yet quicker than the forest burns To their surprise the table turns What once was cast in my direction Now smiles back from their reflection They slap the tape across the mouth And speak of filth from north and south Not seeing past the next days news They only win they never lose But winds can blow from any vector No one can beat this lie detector A ship of drools with each one denser Won't smell the stench from their own sensor f** You It's on the other foot now f** You It's on the other foot now - Shoe enough f** You It's on the other foot now f** You It's on the other foot now Scrambled eggs and scrambled minds Lead to scrambled rules and scrambled times The finger points with no affection And blame is cast by mere suggestion Yet quicker than the forest burns To their surprise the table turns What once was cast in my direction Now smiles back from their reflection They slap the tape across the mouth And speak of filth from north and south Not seeing past the next days news They only win they never lose But winds can blow from any vector No one can beat this lie detector A ship of drools with each one denser Won't smell the stench from their own sensor f** You f** You It's on the other foot now f** You It's on the other foot now f** You It's on the other foot now This sensor chip will surely sink If you don't take a pause and think About the bullsh** that you drink Now full of bull well may that stink But you're too big with too much nerve You disregard the sharpest curve And act shocked when your body swerves What comes around's what you deserve f** You f** You f** You f** You A broken band no one wants to join It's hard to flip this two-faced coin With sleepy eyes they hit the sack And cash cheques they can't pay back But life it can be quite a pitch You have to watch rotating stitch What once was tossed with real affection Now gets thrown up by gag reflection The memories that make me sick I joined your club and got beat with stick I got straight-faced talk with unmoving lip I re-arranged the chairs on your sinking ship Now you cough and hack in a humourless spasm No bricks can fill this deep sarcasm The book slammed shut with lesson learned The other foot always gets its turn f** You f** You - Can't say enough - Can't say enough f** You - Can't say enough - Can't say enough f** You - Think about the shoe - Think about the shoe - Think about the shoe