Tag: Movement

Flyin’ at the speed of truth
through tunnels of lies
framin’ them with gold leaf
pretty borders		
                              don’t make ‘em right. 

Steppin’ out in a gold lame tight skin reflecting suit with gold hat and gold socks and gold sneaks with a gold watch and gold emblazoned teeth don’t make you Elvis or Little Richard or a red carpet darling                     you just steppin’ out trying to be someone or something you ain’t.

Strut all you want
Throw confetti in the air
Wave your hands like you don’t care
Whip those hips
Stroke your crotch
Shuffle those legs
Slide those feet
		You can’t hide the truth
		You can’t fool no one
		You can’t hide behind the sweet mask

Steppin’ out ain’t goin’ to do shit for you
		We know. Trust me we know who you
		really are.