Things I (Disco) Lyrics

Things I Know/Miss America Makeup

Things I know

It's abnormal

To know things I know

Feeling corrupted

Because I hate this body

Things I know

Four down, give me five

Hit the liquor store

I'm in her dress

And Miss America makeup

Commie Vibes

Pistol whipping

All the time, wow!

What's the American way?

Want to teach you all a lesson

When am I gonna learn?

She's unknown

She's intellectual

Claims that it's her idea's

Made it float

No interruptions

I was just concentrating

See it go

4 down, gimme five

Everybody thinks I'm high

Drown in this American age

Bitchslap

Call it fun

Either way, your gettin' fucked up

Now, it's the American way

Wanna teach us all a lesson

But, when will YOU ever learn?

Won't take but a minute before this one's over

I doubt you'll be 'round You'd go, "what the hell was that shit"?!

Sometimes I make 'em cause I'm in an attack mode

It's a gentle confrontation

Lately, lately

Some people always try to forget

That we expect some compensation

Pay me, Pay me!