Lyrics Big Mouth - Oxymoron

Big Mouth

Your cult is dead, that磗 what I believe
But I have got no words of grief
It磗 gonna show now of what you磖e made
When the going gets tough the tough get going
While the rest keep on dick-blowing
Cause any arsehole can pose a night
I磛e got an aim — honest and true o.
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I磛e got a cause — pushing me on all day
No hippie fuck mentality
Cause in the real world dog eats dog anyway
Mouth so big and ass so tight
But no ounce of balls behind
It磗 a shame you walk upright
Words don磘 hide hypocrisy
Your true colours I can see
A real nightmare scenery
Show time?
that磗 all you are to me
Show time — heroes in fantasy
Get down…
All your fuss won磘 help succeed
Cos it cuts no ice with me
If something bothers you just turn away
You磖e just a fool…
You lack the punch and backbone needed
Bending things if you can磘 beat them
Yeah, just a boaster who磗 playing tough guy
I磛e got a faith — but not in what you say
I磛e got a feel — stronger than dynamite
I gotta choose the other way
Cause your weird shit doesn磘 work out anyway