[sage francis]
i am...
more than two faced, iand've got at least six with cheap tricks
to hide my not-so-pretty side while accentuating cheeks and lips
i use battinand' rouge to battle crews who donand't like the remix
and you just act confused by the way i choose to fuck with a double helix
cuddle with me quick, get befuddled and sea sick
my ugly mugand'll be equipped to make it a struggle to see shit
the beat kicks, my belly feels empty i want a person there
iand'll curse and swear, and act unmother-like until i persevere
havenand't been to church in years, right now thatand's the setting
i couldnand't think of a better place to cover my face and have a wedding
itand's upsetting how plastic my mask is getting
itand's melting and releasing toxic fumes
covered by lots of perfume, never coming out of my closet of costumes
cartoon versions of myself get drawn out
after that occurs, time gets consumed
iand'm in the dressing room with the caricatures
until my head is cured iand'm heading for pedicures and manicures
man, if your not damn sure of whether or not
to pop the question iand'll let you in on the answer..
think of sex in a camper...
a phony life with a trophy wife, menthol cigarettes and cancer
Smoke and mirrors
So sophisticated
So cool
I am..
an illusion specialist turning tricks who could never diss
the one the wake up next to even if itand's not the one they went to bed with
breakfast at tiffanyand's, skip lunch, make sure the dinner table is candle lit
i squish my feet until they crunch, but iand'm unable to make these sandals fit
i canand't just sit i need to move and power walk, because oprah said it
and i wonand't forget it, she does it during the opening credits
iand'm so synthetic
i like the smell of coke, get it? i powder my nose
power to hoes who pound on a hose while playing in a pound of snow
iand'm getting snow plowed, i know
itand's time to fuck a guy now
i just applied blush and look surprised
but itand's the way i plucked my eyebrows
time out, iand'm in a tanning booth... reading danielle steel
and iand'm planting banana peels beneath every damn manand's heel
waiting for them to fall for my sad trick i stop, drop and kneel
with a little touch of magic, iand'll let david cop a feel
iand'm not real, but iand've got feelings...
except in my nipples because of the breast implants
to have my chest enhanced i pant in dresses but never dress in pants
a club hopping strobe light honey...addicted to wrinkle cream
sipping on listerine, mr. clean donand't like the smell of nicotine
Smoke and mirrors
So sophisticated
So cool
I am..
dirtyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
