Eric Munro Schwan - Pretty Boy Lyrics

Trying to make my living calling things what they are
So part and parcel in delivery that I write the world's memoirs
Cadaver bone construction
Bad at following instructions
But still in he running
For the honored title of crowned prince of all the cunning
Yung curmudgeon got linguistic bludgeons
Buzzing
I ain't up-and-coming
I been up to something
To make your savior's say nothing
Interregnum's concluded
Say hello to the nuisance
Of the fiendish influenced
Been studying truth since
I learned everyone around me is influent

Yeah, I'm pretty smart and pretty funny
Sweet and tart and slick as honey
Face to match Helen of Troy
That's why they call me Pretty Boy
I'm pretty smart and pretty funny
Sweet and tart and slick as honey
Face to match Helen of Troy
That's why they call me Pretty Boy

Fluent in the arts
Combating the perils of the dark
Looking like a mark
Oh shit
I got a sleeve of hearts
And a mind for other parts
I'm only living if I'm famished or I'm feasting
Barely breaking even
Gotta wrestle with reason
Worm in apple of Eden
Lion's share is in the lamb
So tell me now
Who has the upper hand
In these uncharted lands
We're all just mortal man
All wanna see light again
So hold the match up like a friend
If you get burned then try again
Choose the beliefs you want to bend
And break em' by the f*cking weekend

I'm a pretty, pretty, pretty boy
A city slicking malediction
Pretty, pretty, pretty boy
My main ambition's your submission
Pretty, pretty, pretty boy
My ammunition's in description
Pretty, pretty, pretty boy
A pretty, witty, spitting boy

Beauty pageants
No dramatics
Talent for revealing subtle lies of a fascist
Charismatic? You ain't seen shit yet
Orange county boy with unordinary kismet
Perfect 10
All the judges ruling: there's no competition
Bring your friends
Maybe we can rendezvous at intermission
But until then I go along with the act
Stick to the facts
Think and attract those who will think at you back
Try to adapt
Cuz it's time I think for me to attack
Anyone with half a mind
Who's thinking they're divine because of it
Ignorance your bliss? My intellect your suffering
I gotta teach your ass to give a f*ck again
Am I stuttering? Then why's your reply keep buffering
I didn't really mean to get into with you on this topic
Just understand that everything I've ever said and done ain't quixotic
Just because I make it look so good you find it hypnotic
Doesn't mean it ain't the truth
I'm just the prettiest prophet
OK

Pretty petty, pretty pissy
Little tricky, not too shifty
Type to get you sweating swiftly
Wrapped round my finger
Yes, I'm getting
Pretty talk from pretty lovelies
Got your heartbeat thumping, thumping
Sit back, relax, do enjoy
The fairest of the pretty boys