Gimme Some Truth

(album: No Fun Mondays - 2020)

I'm sick to death of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is some truth, truth
Just gimme some truth, truth
I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth, truth
Just gimme some truth, truth

No short-sighted, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna to Mother Hubbard soft soap me
With pockets full of hope
Money for dope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth, truth
Just gimme some truth, truth
I've had enough of watching scenes
With schizophrenic, egocentric, paranoiac prima-donnas
All I want is the truth, truth
Just gimme some truth, truth

No short-sighted, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is going to Mother Hubbard soft soap me
With pockets full of soap
It's money for dope

Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth!
Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth! Truth!

All I want is the truth, truth
Just gimme some truth, truth
All I want is the truth, truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth, woo!

All I want, all I want is the truth
All I want, all I want is the truth
All I want, all I want, all I want
All I want, truth
All I want, all I want is the truth
All I want, just gimme some truth
All I want, all I want
All I want, truth, all I want...