Fool Anyone - Losers

You’ve got thoughts, that belong in museums

You got words, but none of them real

Small hands, keep ‘em where I can see ‘em

This whole world is about to explode, boys and girls

You don’t fool anyone, except yourself

You got cake, but you’ve not got the distance

You got cash, but us cats got the cream

You got faith, well here’s the resistance

You got friends, but they are paid to love you

You don’t fool anyone, except yourself