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Texty: Freak Kitchen. Bull.

Used to be so judgmental
God, I miss my naivety Life was a lot easier back then
My nose was too close to see

When youA're getting older youA're getting wiser
Well, I consider it a crock of shit
You live and learn and still you make the same mistakes
Almost beginning to accept it

My objectivity is like a curse
Gentle and diplomatic to the core
Look at everything from every angle
I smile when you would start a war...

Bull, bull, bull is all I say
Bull, bull, bull most everyday
Bull, bull, bull is like super glue
Bull, bull, bull, sad but true...
YouA're full of bull too!

Folks, I have come to the conclusion

Since we always follow the same pattern
Could the human race be bound to fuck up
WeA're so extremely slow to learn

But, hey, letA's look at the bright side
You and me know "ignorance is bliss"
And IA'm just a freaky musician
So you might as well forget all this...

Bull, bull, bull is all I say
Bull, bull, bull most everyday
Bull, bull, bull is like super glue
Bull, bull, bull, sad but true
YouA're full of bull too!