Skeletons in your closet
Itchin' to come outside
Messin' with your conscience
In a way your face can't hideOh things are gettin' real funky
Down at the old corral
And it's not the skunks that are stinkin'
It's the stinkin' lies you tellWhat did your mama tell you about lies?
She said, "It wasn't polite to tell a white one"
What did your daddy tell you about lies?
He said, "One white one, turns into a black one"So, it's gettin' ready to blow
It's gettin' ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
We're gettin' ready to knowIt's gettin' ready to drop
It's gettin' ready to shock
Somebody done turned up the heater
An' it's gettin' ready to popCrevices in your pantry
Now what do we have in here
Havin' a daytime nightmare
Has always been your biggest fearOh things are gettin' real crucial
Up the old wazoo
Yet you cry, why am I the victim?
When the culprit's, Y O UWhat did your mama tell you about lies?
She said, "It wasn't polite to tell a white one"
What did your daddy tell you about lies?
He said, "One white one, turns into a black one"So, it's gettin' ready to blow
It's gettin' ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
We're gettin' ready to knowIt's gettin' ready to drop
It's gettin' ready to shock
Somebody done turned up the heater
An' it's gettin' ready to popIt's gettin' ready to seep
You're gettin' ready to freak
Somebody picked up the talk box
We're gettin' ready to speakIt's gettin' ready to jive
It's gettin' ready to gel
Somebody done gone let the lid off
We're gettin' ready to smellThey're gettin' ready to deal
You're gettin' ready to ill
Somebody just dropped the big dime
And they're gettin' ready to squealIt's gettin' ready to turn
We're gettin' ready to learn
Somebody fired up the brimstone
And you're gettin' ready to burnIt's gettin' ready to shake
You're gettin' ready to ache
Somebody snitched to the news crew
And it's gettin' ready to breakYou're gettin' ready to lie
They're gettin' ready to spy
Somebody's put on the hot seat
And you're gettin' ready to fry