Theory Is Famous - Panthers

He won’t let me scream on him

I’d say «Off the pigs!»

but I’m scared of it

But give me a book

And I’ll read the shit out of it

Give me a book

And I’ll feel tough and cut some skin.

He keeps saying «Maralist skill»

I’m just trying to pay the bills

But give me a book

And I’ll read the shit out of it

Give me a book

And I’ll feel tough and cut some skin.

It was only true when I read it to you

Now you think it’s true, cause you heard it too

I think we’ll wear a disguise and we won’t compromise

Read about me when I die

Theory is famous, trust us.

And the racket is sweet.

Zizek sells me clothes from him

I think the catalogue is way too thin

But give me a book

And I’ll read the shit out of it

Give me a book

And I’ll feel tough and cut some skin.

It was only true when I read it to you

Now you think it’s true, cause you heard it too

I think we’ll wear a disguise and we won’t compromise

Read about me when I die

Theory is famous, trust us.