You stuff your father's shoes with the trophies you steal
so that your little foot will fit
you're walking in a shadow to this very day
it covers your milk feed skin
you slither through days and your pompous parades
You're a hollow little man
so you want to know what I think
stir this
Antagonist
stir stir this
You line your borrowed stance with the devil's wage
you pedal your soul for a fix
in the grand scheme of things you're a leper king
with a cancerous bag of tricks
your ego precedes your vanity's needs by only your tone of voice
so you want to know what I think
stir this
Extortionist
stir this
Stir this you'll see just what'll float
you're a drowning man
I'd send you a boat
but it looks so pure there idle on shore
I’d hate to see it bastardized with you aboard
You feed your empty faith with your silver spoon
you dine upon chastity
you're a spineless, well breed chameleon
you can't muster enough heart to bleed
in the world you adore your word's but a whore
Voluntarily it does kneel
so you want to know what I think
stir this
Plagiarist
stir this
Truth floats you sink
strength stares you blink
love grows you shrink
truth floats you sink
strength stares you blink
I think
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The MUSICIANS
Albino Guimaraes Vocals & Electric Guitar
Mick Connolly Electric Guitars
Rick Handville Hammond B3 & Whirlitzer
Cousin Guy DeVito Bass Guitar
Scott Allshouse Drums
Behind The Song...
Stir This
I worked in the music industry as a talent scout soon after graduating college. I had a distant boss who was born into the life and was very dismissive of my approach to things or at least this is what my immature brain thought at the time. When you are young you have ALL the answer and don't even know the questions. This song is one of the very few mean spirited songs I have written. It reminds me to put myself in other peoples shoes... or their father's, before commiting my thoughts to words.