Laymens Terms - Joey Cape

If you could say something that fascinated me

The air in this small world might clear to breathe

Laymen’s terms

King of fools

Illiterate, you’d render me in this bad scene

Playing to the gallery

And they won’t remember you, they will remember the dirt, the joke

I’m through humoring you

I am learning to hate you, it’s true

I’m through humoring you

I’ve been sleeping and drinking

My enemies' holiday Inn

Identified, we speak untruths

Because there’s strength in numbers

Forced to relate

In a world depraved

Identify alone

We speak in tongues, give me laymen’s terms

The air in this small club might clear

But they remember all the lines

They all remember the dirt, the joke

I’m through humoring you

I am learning to hate you, it’s true

I’m through humoring you

I’ve been living and dying

My enemies' holiday Inn

Laymen’s terms, king of fools

Walk with you

Walk with you