Pilsen Lyrics

Hey man, what kinda scam are you running here?
Though I must have been crazy for two weeks
Plus two months off, I notice it's a run-around
But no favors are fair, so...

Tell me what you know
Tell me what you stole and how you made it yours

It's a frame to hold the sight of you
And turn it back around
Through a smile to disguise the truth
You'll powder-coat it, then promote it

Hey man, what kinda scam are you running here?
Or am I justified to say
"Hey, wait up, it's all mixed up, but the price is there"
See, no favors are fair, so...

Tell me what you know
Tell me what you stole
Sell me what you know
And how you made it yours

It's a frame to hold the sight of you
And turn it back around
Through a smile to disguise the truth
Inside your house
I'm at your house

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