Good evening Mr. Scissors
Cutting us all to size
Putting us into frames
It's time to realize
There are two kinds of people
Decide where you belong
The kind who thinks like he does
The other kind that's wrong
Here is a game for you
The one insulting more will win
Shooting words like a cannon
Not willing to give in
Never looking back To see
What your actions have caused
Your camera reflection Says-
"hey, what a glorious show it was"
Hey, what a glorious show it was...
Good evening Mr. Scissors
Blades sharp like a knife
If he will see the need he'll
Take a stab at somebody's life
The truth is overrated
You know just what I mean
If lies will take me upwards
How can they be a sin?