Maybe you think that you're nylon
You seem to say
You are children of the world
And maybe you thinkYou're an astronaut from stars
Wide your honesty and your pearls
Jokes are a greeting in your garden
From your side you say everythingAnd I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the rise
And I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the riseMaybe you think it's pornography
You seem to say
I'm the people of the world
And maybe you think you're a geniusRetard of bloom
Your banner is unfilled
Now you're selling the touch of your hand
How much salvation can my stomach stand?And I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the rise
And I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the riseMaybe you think that you're nylon
You seem to say
You are children of the world
And maybe you thinkYou're an astronaut from stars
Wide your honesty and your pearls
Jokes are a greeting in your garden
From your side you say everythingAnd I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the rise
And I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the riseAnd I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the rise
And I think it's common lie
It's on the rise, it's on the rise
Songwriters
Curtis Mathew KirkwoodPublished by
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