Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ha Ha! We Are Poor!, artist - Scribe. Date of issue: 25.09.2014
Song language: English
Ha Ha! We Are Poor! |
| While we can just sing out charades, we belong to her |
| Lie here. |
| It’s your turn to wait! |
| Now, back to me! |
| Everybody’s some kind of liar. |
| Oh, I’m still not sure. |
| I could just pop out this lie like the tossin' of a syllable like a fly on a |
| pie. |
| Cos I got toddlers. |
| Little shits. |
| Scamperin' about this guy. |
| He’s invisible |
| this guy. |
| But it ain’t me or the posse or the snotty nosed lassie. |
| How’s this for |
| synecdoche? |
| Serenity in obscenity is what is worth in vulgarity |
| Crossbow the ages to forge her. |
| Pierce the kin through benign roads of mortar. |
| No messiah this time, only… |
| Who wish you’d forget them when they die. |
| Not too late. |
| We’re not too late. |
| What? |
| We’re not too late. |
| Tell them now, we’re not too late. |
| We can sing out charades, we belong to her |
| Lie here. |
| Cos it’s your turn to wait! |
| Lie here! |
| You could just lie here. |
| Everybody’s some kind of liar. |