Actual Brutal Facts Lyrics

Actual Brutal Facts Lyrics

[Hook]
Condescending will as condescending does
You've got a pretty solid habit for killing the buzz
An electrician or a secret millionaire
A tacky statue on a forecourt in Bel-Air
No plastic surgery, no tattoo on the brain
You drag the passing years behind you on a ball and chain
Squander this and that, the fated and the hated
And when you turn the sh*t to gold it's not appreciated
And when you turn the sh*t to gold it's not appreciated
(A pretty solid habit for killing the buzz)

[Verse 2]
It's for the underdogs the ones that disappear
It's in your gut you feel the splendour of the fear
Sayonara is the nature of the beast
It's mine to leave behind a merciful release
Misappropriation, take the credit, pay the income tax
Misdirection from the actual brutal facts
You preach the truth through gritted teeth, you want a f**king medal
You've got a belly full of guns that doesn't make you special

[Hook]
Condescending will as condescending does
You've got a pretty solid habit for killing the buzz
An electrician or a secret millionaire
A tacky statue on a forecourt in Bel-Air
No plastic surgery, no tattoo on the brain
You drag the passing years behind you on a ball and chain
Squander this and that, the fated and the hated
And when you turn the sh*t to gold it's not appreciated
And when you turn the sh*t to gold it's not appreciated
And when you turn the sh*t to gold it's not appreciated...