Songtexte: Sam Phillips. Gimme Some Truth.

I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short sighted
Narrow minded hypocrytics

All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic
Pig headed politicians

All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short haired, yellow bellied son of tricky dicky
Is gonna Mother Hubbard, soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope, money for rope

No short haired, yellow bellied son of tricky dicky
Is gonna Mother Hubbard, soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope, money for rope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight lipped, condescending
Mommies little chauvinists

All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Push schizophrenic, ego-centric
Paranoiac, prima donnas

All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth