Song Description
This is about the people who waste time judging others for doing the same things they do themselves.
| Song Length |
2:29 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Annoyed, Diplomatic |
| Subject |
Judgement, General |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
well you always have some story bout how someone else is wrong
and you grin as you condemn them for living their own song
then when anybody points at you and says heres what you lack
you cry they got no right and you want them off your back
This ain't your circus honey,
under your bigtop
you cain't claim those monkeys baby
why don't you just stop
you've got monkeys of your own hanging off your back
so pointing your sharp fingers is a nervy kind of whacked
don't know how you manage to look down on the world
when you're drowning in the septic pool of venom that you've hurled
This ain't your circus honey,
under your bigtop
you cain't claim those monkeys baby
why don't you just stop
it's the old pot and kettle,
it's the acorn and the tree
time to mind yo' beeswax
leave those monkeys be
this ain't your circus honey
under your bigtop
you cain't claim those monkeys, baby
its time for you to stop.