Pay your respects to a greater intellect
Your just a p___
Does this confession turn you on?
I know your kind, you'd do me from behind
And when everyone stares, their eyes will bare the sharpest glare

Everybody knows, beneath your clothes
Staring at your toes is just a pose
Everybody good knows how hard you blow
Everybody knows

You did me wrong, I grinned and played along
Those days are gone
Does this confession turn you on?
I'd see you stoned, lawn chair to gilded throne
You cut your tiny ties and now your dangling by a lie

Everybody knows, beneath your clothes
Staring at your toes is just a pose
Everybody good knows how hard you blow
Everybody knows

You think you're Jesus Christ

You're not my Jesus Christ

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
42
42.86
De La Soul Not Over Till the Fat Lady Plays the Demo Lyrics
Disney's Hercules I Won't Say Lyrics