Le Tigre Seconds Lyrics:
Pipe down baby, why so fake loud? You've lied now
ten thousand times...it's show business anyhow.
You make me sick, sick, sick, sick. Where'd you
get all the attention? Your dad's money too base
to mention? His coattails are looking word. You've
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had a nice ride, that's for sure. Better thank
your brain-dead clientele for all the money that
you'll spend in hell. Wanma percent of every
nation, your'e the type to rise to that occasion.
Stole the race, no surprise there. The elevator
always beats the stairs. On a golf cart...wearing
some uniform...bombing in the night-time...lying
on tv...you make me sick
Lyrics: Seconds, Le Tigre [end]