Song Description
There is always someone succeeding behind a tissue of lies. They need exposing!
| Song Length |
3:35 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Electronic - Experimental |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Irritated, Composed |
Subject |
Disgust, Lies |
| Similar Artists |
Morrissey, The National |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
March Of The Chemist Sting
Skulking behind a veil,
It doesn't conceal you - it reveals you
Go ahead - you take cover underground,
We'll locate you, we'll unearth you.
Because people like you make me sick.
You need the sting
- That only a chemist can bring.
Self-deluded rogue, flea-bitten tramp,
You skulking loafer, you empty rotten soul.
You say, "Trust in me, I get things right."
You are a faker - to you we're fakirs.
Go ahead - take cover behind the guise,
We'll expose you, we'll unmask you.
Because people like you make me sick.
You need the sting
- That only a chemist can bring.
Self-deluded fraud, you malcontent,
You skulking loafer, you empty rotten soul.
You lurk, you snake, you pussyfoot.
You're an eluder. You're the pox in Fumbler's Hall.
You lurk, you snake, you pussyfoot.
You're an eluder. You're the pox in Fumbler's Hall.
You lurk, you snake, you pussyfoot.
You're an eluder. You're the pox in Fumbler's Hall.
You lurk, you snake, you pussyfoot.
You're an eluder. You're the pox in Fumbler's Hall.
© The Shoal Lights 2010