F**K All the Perfect People
Chip Taylor
To be or not to be
To free or not to free
To crawl or not to crawl
Fuck all those perfect people!
To sleep or not to sleep
To creep or not to creep
And some can't remember, what others recall
Fuck all those perfect people!
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through
No I'm not talking about you!
To stand or not to stand
To plan or not to plan
To store or not to store
Fuck all those perfect people!
To drink or not to drink
To think or not to think
Some choose to dismember, you're rising your thoughts
And fuck all those perfect people!
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through
No I, I'm talking about you!
To sing or not to sing
To swing or not to swing
(Hell) He fills up the silence like a choke on the wall
Fuck all those perfect people!
To pray or not to pray
To sway or not to sway
Jesus died for something - or nothing at all.
Fuck all those perfect people!
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through
No I, I'm talking about you!
