No One
Johnny SockHead
Setup
Anchor Mejans provides the vocals for this song that ponders the question “If ‘truth be told’ can we actually TELL the truth?”
Lyrics
You know, no one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
No one wants to know you.
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
oh yeah.(4x)
Tell lies.(2x)
“The serpent was once exalted.
It traveled across the land in a spiral.
It’s head in the air, the tip of it’s tail on the ground.
But when it transgressed, it became the recepticle of the fallen one.
And was made to crawl on it’s belly…slithering, telling lies.”
No one wants to know you.
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
It was neither night or day but a neutral grey under that oppressive sky.
No one wants to know you.(3x)
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
Tell lies.(5x)
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Clothes that don’t fit fall about my hips as if to remind me of that personal shell.
That garment from hell is likewise ill fitting.
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
No one wants to know you so tell lies.
No one.(6x)
Under that oppressive sky, something like a tornado, a deficient brain.
(No one!)
An albino hermaphrodite worshiped in a cave whose hands spasmodically scratches circles in the dust.
(No one! No one!)
That night into the tent crept animal-behavior and his sister snake-motif.
(No one!)
In a hot dry land sandblasted believers tarry,
shielded in air conditioned church malls…bank salons.
(No one!)
Those scaled downed villages of Gothic Disney,
Searching, not Norman Rockwellian faces,
Nor antiseptic halogen streets.
(No one!)
Calendars of better homes attest
(No one!)as an anthem of red, white & blue.
In a final purple melt
(No one!)
hamburger and bar-b-q.
(No one! 3x)
You’re left naked exposed to jingles.
You’re left barren and bitten.
(No one!)
Yeah, come on snake get up off your belly and walk like a man.
Rid yourself of guilt.
Shed all those ancestral hand-me-downs like a desert prophet.
Come on people.
(Like a desert prophet)
Walk naked in the sun.
(Desert prophet)
Leave it all behind.
(Prophet)
Leave it all behind.
(Prophet)
Leave it all behind yeah.
No one wants to know you.
Anchor Mejans provides the vocals for this song that ponders the question “If ‘truth be told’ can we actually TELL the truth?”
Lyrics
You know, no one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
No one wants to know you.
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
oh yeah.(4x)
Tell lies.(2x)
“The serpent was once exalted.
It traveled across the land in a spiral.
It’s head in the air, the tip of it’s tail on the ground.
But when it transgressed, it became the recepticle of the fallen one.
And was made to crawl on it’s belly…slithering, telling lies.”
No one wants to know you.
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
It was neither night or day but a neutral grey under that oppressive sky.
No one wants to know you.(3x)
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
Tell lies.(5x)
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Clothes that don’t fit fall about my hips as if to remind me of that personal shell.
That garment from hell is likewise ill fitting.
No one wants to know you when you speak the truth.
No one wants to know you so tell lies.
No one.(6x)
Under that oppressive sky, something like a tornado, a deficient brain.
(No one!)
An albino hermaphrodite worshiped in a cave whose hands spasmodically scratches circles in the dust.
(No one! No one!)
That night into the tent crept animal-behavior and his sister snake-motif.
(No one!)
In a hot dry land sandblasted believers tarry,
shielded in air conditioned church malls…bank salons.
(No one!)
Those scaled downed villages of Gothic Disney,
Searching, not Norman Rockwellian faces,
Nor antiseptic halogen streets.
(No one!)
Calendars of better homes attest
(No one!)as an anthem of red, white & blue.
In a final purple melt
(No one!)
hamburger and bar-b-q.
(No one! 3x)
You’re left naked exposed to jingles.
You’re left barren and bitten.
(No one!)
Yeah, come on snake get up off your belly and walk like a man.
Rid yourself of guilt.
Shed all those ancestral hand-me-downs like a desert prophet.
Come on people.
(Like a desert prophet)
Walk naked in the sun.
(Desert prophet)
Leave it all behind.
(Prophet)
Leave it all behind.
(Prophet)
Leave it all behind yeah.
No one wants to know you.