Music: Sam Cook Parrot/Avery Tucker/Harmony Tividad/Nathaniel Ritchie
Last night, I saw your face in the hallowed light
You were standing taller than the mountainside
Your long locks flowed down in blues and whites
And I just stood there, bathed in the quiet
No, you say you'll get a fade, and I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me, it's in the small stuff
You say you'll get a fade, and I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me, it's in the small stuff
Now your mouth is foaming like a rabid dog
And where the river flowed is now a clouded fog
Your teeth are gnashing louder than your monologue
And I just stood there bathed in the quiet
No, you say you'll get a fade, and I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me, it's in the small stuff
You say you'll get a fade, and I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me, it's in the small stuff
Alright, youngin', what are we doin' today? You want the same thing? Uhm, yeah, yeah, just line me up