Pulling The Rug

Good life came callin', I fell under its spell and kept fallin'
 Great night, so [bad word] #39;, I sat into your lap and stayed sittin'

Oh your smile seemed willin', you hid behind your porcelain fillin'
 Oh big lights, so pretty, got swept away by lies it's a pity

I'll write you a story, but knowin' you you'll take all the glory
 Oh fat cats got lazy, the [bad word] behind the cream it got hazy

So now you're pullin' [bad word] from under me
 Puttin' a gun in front of me, pulling [bad word] from under me

But I won't let you get me down, gonna spin you upside down
 'Till you don't know your head from you tail
 I got a way, I got a will, God I'm never standin' still
 Long enough for you pin a win or fail

Oh pullin' [bad word] yeah

Time ir tickin' by, my life is flyin' high
 But you, you, you, you and I have ended our days dreamin'