Not Those Kind of People

from Fences by Bombadil

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we’re not those kind of people
the ones that speak no evil
loose cannon righteous weasels
i’m never wrong

and if you looked in our basket
we’ve got hate that’s just fantastic
funny how well we’ve masked it
living so long

even if we were
bred for jubilation
like a peacock in fur
i believe
we’ve been led to temptation
washed down the river
and hooked on the lure

we’re not those kind of people
the ones that speak no evil
dark magic voodoo needles
all just for fun

and if you looked right past me
i got thoughts that make you walk half speed
trip and fall and cry and bleed
until i am done

maybe i’ve let you down
maybe i’ve done worse

we’re hot black cars burning diesel
run on fumes that churn deceitful
smoking like a foot-smashed beetle
dried by the sun

if i’m hungry to be kind and grateful
honestly i’ll end up hateful
curse the soup and break the ladle
starve out the young

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from Fences, released March 3, 2017

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