Hypocrite by Alma

Hypocrite

Project: (Single)

Year: 2015

lyrics —

One, going two, going three, going four...

He'll give you the world, what could you want more? 

The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and

So content to wear a crucifix.

 

See, oh, consent is where the ruling is,

And those hell-bent on refuting got a hell of a job proving it.

They'll keep it coming with the questions, so answer them:

"What you ever do to get a boy that handsome?"

Go on, tell 'em about your bright mind, 

Tell 'em about the long walks in the nighttime,

Tell 'em how you live it up how a guy like,

Tell 'em how you only give it up when the time's right.

Or better yet, tell 'em any given time's right;

Take a laser to that Puritan eyesight,

And I even heard a couple words of the four-syllable kind might

Break you off a piece of that limelight.

 

It's like one, going two, going three, going four...

He'll give you the world, what could you want more?

The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and

Still content to wear a crucifix.

 

Until presented with what the truth is,

You're probably gonna keep sitting down and settling for a crude myth.

"Lighten up, get tact, get prudence"—

Please, wrap your head around the fact I'm not trying to be rude, Miss.

It's just not my style

To lean back, have a laugh at a girl gone wild,

Or a religion gone mild—

I said religion gone mild.

Say what you will, but I won't side with 'em;

You can't speak truth without calling out the system.

I won't have the devil thinking that his work is done,

Up in your bedroom, calling out something like

 

One, two, three, going four...

I'll give you the world, what could you want more?

The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and

So content to be a hypocrite.