Pootie - What Will They Think? Lyrics
The pole lit in the cityAs we drove past the scraperBurnouts and billboardsBent the neon scriptureI'll play it as a jokeKnit shoulderTongue and chokeBivouackedCrumbled and soakedI'm a brick here to boreAnother guest of faith and choreI can read it in your eyesI'm the one that you despiseSo save your stampsYour guilt free strategyCry, kick and screamDrown sidePity meBut what will they think?P.S.Long Island is burningThe frost turned blackThe blinds are turningNow what can you do?Continue to be anti-dark blueRoutinized, thoughtless and futuristicEverything you taught meYou got it all wrongWe all have it wrongHere's an ideaStop