The Shit

Used to be a real rabble rouser, comin’ up fast in Nashville town Berry Hill in ‘85, punchin’ on keys barely knew I was alive And that’s it Hot Shit Yeah that’s it No bit, hot shit, Matt Smith Break dance at 2am, live band livin’ in sin Staple gun, wet fun, pickin’ on stage for no one Had to get my heart pumpin’ right, jet to Korea on a one-way flight Tyin’ up knots, makin’ up vows, 15 years later baby look at me now Hot shit Yeah that’s it Hot shit No bit, hot shit, Matt Smith Came to play the game, now I know Believe me it’s OK, you’re down on your luck Well it’s hard, when you want it all To the big apple and cut a slice Took it out west and made it pay twice 37 ain’t got me mad Focus now on bein’ a dad And that’s it Hot shit Yeah that’s it No bit, hot shit, Matt Smith

Drew a line from your front door To the mat I placed on my back porch And it went around the world Station to station and pearl to pearl Travel back, hit recline Some automation, some pantomime It never hit us we just rewind Fast forward to a moment in time Call me again, tell me your sins Look through my lens Knock down my pins My friend Shot a gaze from place to place Sometimes I think I gotta see your face Spatial limit got us outta space Not something you can quickly replace Hard yards, running along Hard part to put it in a song I gotta need to get it out I’ll make it easy, spill it out about Call me again, tell me your sins Look through my lens Shoot me a grin My friend Call me again, tell me your sins Look through my lens Shoot me a grin Do it again Knock down my pins My friend

Bullshit Your days are filling up with a lot of Bullshit There’s one million lies that you have forgotten Bullshit I’m tired of all your shuckin’ and jive’n Bullshit You’re the king wasting everyone’s time Oh Bullshit Don’t hand me another one of your excuses this time think again Your clever answers with your stupid grin I’m gonna tell you just how this ends. finding yourself with one less friend You’re too broke to joke With no time left to spend Don’t try and tell me it’s not your intent That’s Bullshit It’s time I called you out on your own Bullshit It’s the crying wolf that really has shown Bullshit Is the only way you know how to speak Bullshit Is the reason why your argument’s weak You pile more and more and hope belief suspends Til you’ve got Bullshit coming out both ends So take advice while im willing to lend it Your credit is overextended! Your bullshit limit has rounded the bend I don’t mean to hurt you - don’t mean to offend I’m not Bullshitting you, not trying to pretend But this bullshitter knows what it’s like when You Bullshit Your way through every opening door You Bullshit And hope it numbs you where you are sore Bullshit Will make you think you’re making it far But bullshit Will only bring you feathers and tar This Bullshit Its costing you an arm and a leg Keep one arm close for when it’s time to beg You got a hand out ask for time Live by the nickel baby die by the dime Your Bullshit has given you a ladder to climb Out on that branch to suck one last lime And after you’ve eaten it down to the rind You’re on top of a tree that was planted in… Bullshit Bullshit Bullshit Bullshit Calling you out You can’t Bullshit a Bullshitter Bullshit You can’t Bullshit a Bullshitter Out of your mouth You can’t Bullshit a Bullshitter Bullshit Calling you out You can’t Bullshit a Bullshitter Bullshit You can’t Bullshit a Bullshitter Out of your mouth You can’t Bullshit a Bullshitter