Black Belt - John Grant

You are at the height of your game, Aren’t you?

Would you not say that you agree, Baby?

You got your grift all fine-tuned and sparkling

Yeah, You got your bored look all worked out

You are all enlightened, Nothing makes you frightened

You ain’t got no time to waste on entry-level middle-class

You are supercilious, Pretty and ridiculous

You got really good taste, You know how to cut and paste

What you got is a black belt in BS

But you can’t hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore

Hit your head on the playground at recess

Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

You know how to get what you want, Don’t you?

Would you not say that you agree, Baby?

You really think that you can school me in semantics

I can’t recommend that, baby, I see through your antics

You think you’re mysterious, You cannot be serious

You got lots of time to think up new ways to deceive yourself

You are callipygian, But look at the state you’re in

You got really nice clothes, Bet you didn’t pay for those

What you got is a black belt in BS

But you can’t hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore

Hit your head on the playground at recess

Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

What you got is a black belt in BS

But you can’t hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore

Hit your head on the playground at recess

Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

What you got is a black belt in BS

But you can’t hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore

Hit your head on the playground at recess

Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

What you got is a black belt in BS

But you can’t hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore

Hit your head on the playground at recess

Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!

What you got is a black belt in BS

But you can’t hawk your pretty wares up in here anymore

Hit your head on the playground at recess

Etch-a-sketch your way out of this one, reject!