Fooling you Some Songtext
von Matt Holubowski

In the eyes
In the eyes
In the eyes
In the eyes of a song

There′s a liar
There's a liar
There′s a liar
That's fooling you some

What you're asking
For is honesty
I′m not sure
What that means to me
But I know
The crooked oars
Are steering me astray
Or are they

Other than for pity
It′s not exactly
A party on Sundays


A requiem for the one who
Will bear the incredible weight
Of the folks getting high
On everything he will say

Oh what you ask of him is suicide
Hallellucinating sanctifying
And he knows the words he'll speak
Will someday do harm
Or will they

Other than for pity
It′s not exactly
A party on Sundays
Other than for pity
It's not exactly
A party on Sundays

In the eyes
In the eyes
In the eyes
In the eyes of a psalm
There′s a liar with a lyre on a wire
That's fooling you some


What you′re looking for is certainty
But what you're getting is a comedy
You know the signs are clear
You're certain that they′re there
But are they

Other than for pity
It′s not exactly
A party on Sundays
Other than for pity
It's not exactly
A party on Sundays
Other than for pity
It′s not exactly
A party on Sundays
Other than for pity
It's not exactly
A party on Sundays