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Leave People Alone Lyrics - Hella Personal Film Festival - Open Mike Eagle

Wash your hands, make no demands 

Try to mind your own business 

Wash your hands, make no demands 

Try to mind your own business 

It ain't even cold people leg her up 

And lady luck gave a fuck what you making up 

Sometime pain's even smaller than a paper cut 

And while you all up in her face she done faced enough 

In LA people judge you if you take the bus 

And rich folks say "hey, come to space with us" 

What? 

You should be polite you big dummy 

Shut the fuck up and let that bank get money 

Look around your house for paintings left crooked 

Fix 'em, and when you done keep pushing 

And maybe there's some dust around your couch cushions 

Try to know your congressman without looking 

Try to know what bills is wild and outlandish 

And who's on what committee for house action 

I don't know either 

You just seem bored 

Fox News shows and bowls of cream corn 

Now I'm being judgemental, I get so pissed 

Fuck political talk, you don't know shit 

Fuck subliminal talk, you don't know shit 

Conspiracy theorists, stop, you don't know shit 

Alex Jones and Glenn Beck are like peers 

Modern profiteers of a cultural fear 

Wash your hands, make no demands 

Try to mind your own business 

Wash your hands, make no demands 

Try to mind your own business 

It ain't even cold people leg her up 

And lady luck gave a fuck what you making up 

Sometime pain's even smaller than a paper cut 

And while you all up in her face she done faced enough 

In LA people judge you if you take the bus 

And rich folks say "hey come to space with us" 

What? 

Hi it's me again, hi 

Sometimes I don't even know why I say things 

All my heroes are singers that can't sing 

I wanna paint things but can't hold still 

I miss my grandmother's smile and her oatmeal 

When I fuck up I know how a goat feels 

Remember when the homie Driver dropped RoadKill? 

That shit was so ill 

And he's a friend now 

The troglodyte won, now he's prehensile 

Or maybe troglodytes was to begin with 

Somebody turned so they're teasing the appendix 

Since I don't make much, I'm a spendthrift 

I used to write dumb raps about? 

Now I write about dumb experiences 

But they're very rarely the ones I have 

They're usually some other people's or they're just completely imaginary 

 

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