Folklore Lyrics - James

I've seen your mouth moving, heard others here say, 

Those words are a piece of a part that you played 

That sounds like your father, a teacher, the church 

Didn't spring from the heart, but research 

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The only way I learn is put the fist in and get burned 

Go get burned 

Old wives, mystics, hearsay 

Wise men, rich men, shamen and sage 

When you're meek on the Earth, when you die you will pay 

For accepting that lot, in the cheapest of graves 

The sexes divided, men mustn't be weak 

Sensitivity is a vice of which we shan't speak 

And women are a plaything that are just made for men 

To treat how the boss he respects treats him 

And I am going to grow up like daddy wanted me to be 

To impress all those, who so impressed me 

And young boys melt into men 

And we'll start the process again 

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Add a touch of mystique where the writing gets weak 

Break up coherence with a cut-cut-cut up technique 

When you've got nothing to say 

Shut up or show that you're willing to play 

With words that simply aren't out of touch 

With the genuine feelings which lead to their birth 

Most things are better not written or heard 

When you open your mouth, out drops a turd 

The only way I learn is put the fist in and get burned.