The shit's in the fan
How you like that mess?
Head in the sand
Problem solved, I guess
Struck out again
But the shit won't last
All your problems'll be over
Once the night has passed
Crowded cranium, I know how you feel
I can only tell you
In the morning, they'll be dead and gone
Lift your chin and soldier on
It's just smoke and mirrors, baby, knockin' on your beat-up brain
Smoke and mirrors, baby, nothing that you can't explain
It's just smoke and mirrors, baby, knockin' on your beat-up brain
Read all the signs
Well, you read them wrong
Stick to your lies
And move along
You say you wanna talk
Well, we can talk all night
I'm your pillar of reason
Is your head on right?
Crowded cranium, I know how you feel
I can only tell you
In the morning, they'll be dead and gone
Lift your chin and soldier on
It's just smoke and mirrors, baby, knockin' on your beat-up brain
Smoke and mirrors, baby, nothing that you can't explain
It's just smoke and mirrors, baby, knockin' on your beat-up brain
Crowded cranium, I know how you feel
Like the downfall and countdown is real
Ride it out, you're still at the wheel
I can only tell you
Smoke and mirrors, baby, knockin' on your beat-up brain
Smoke and mirrors, baby, knockin' on your beat-up brain
Smoke and mirrors, baby, nothing that you can't explain
It's just smoke and mirrors, baby, knockin' on your beat-up brain
compositores: Randy Fitzsimmons - Wilbur Fitzsimmons - Chip Fitzsimmons - Montgomery Fitzsimmons
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