Black Belt (исполнитель: John Grant)

You are at the height of your game aren't you 
Would you not say that you agree baby 
You got your grip all fine tuned and sparkling 
Yeah you got your bored look all worked out 
You are all enlightened, nothin makes you frightened 
You ain't got no time to waste on entry level middle class 
You are supercilious, pretty and ridiculous 
You got really good taste, you know how to cut and paste 
 [bad word]  
What you got is a black belt in bs 
What you can't mark your pretty ways up in here anymore 
Hit your head on the playground at recess 
Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one reject 

You know how to get what you want don't you 

Would you not say that you agree baby 
You really think that you can school me in some antics 
I can't [bad word] that baby, I see through your antics 
You think you're mysterious, you cannot be serious 
You got lots of time to think of new ways to deceive yourself 
You are callipygian, but look at the state you're in 
You got really nice clothes, bet you didn't pay for those 
 [bad word]  x 4 
What you got is a black belt in bs 
What you can't mark your pretty ways up in here anymore 
Hit your head on the playground at recess 
Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one reject.
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