The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion
History of Lies
You're still talkin' all that shit
Out your mouth
Come home
I been a fool too long
There's blood within
That's bad
You grown so ugly, vampire
I can't even look at you
Stupid child
Why do you lie?
I'm gonna treat you
Treat you like a stepchild
Watch it, you and I
That's history, lies
Late night Hollywood
You are so alone
Baby, angels in the sand
I'm on high
Where you goin?
Understand
Let me tell you about it
It's hot, it's cold
It's hot and it's cold
At the same time
You and I
That's history, lies
Our bodies
Are made up of
Like molecules
Between me and you, son
There ain't much difference
You still got to choose, come on
You and I
That's history, lies
You and I
Forty-five
Sssh